Only Me

Guilty conscience.
Craves a silent release.
Drape me in a sudden freedom.
No more shakles....
Let me leave.
Acceptance.
I laugh at this.
I'll never know the end of ridicule.
Always the weak one.
To them atleast.
If they only knew the limit to my strength.
Less than a man.
Not....ten times the muscle.
Physical no.
Look in my eyes.
Do I look sad to you???
Can you see??? 
I didn't think so.
Such a finely built wall.
Don't you think??
Such a beautiful craft.
Have anything left to say??
I didn't think so.
Remember the weak always seem to find their strength in the strangest of a place.
From within.
Who would have ever thought.
To many of you look to the person next to you but you seem to forget you have someone sitting right inside,
You.
I don't need to be like you....
You don't even know who you are.
How could I follow your example???
No inspiration in someone else's confusion.
My words come from inside.....the person right here guiding me.
Myself.
All the strength I need.
Take back your vanity...you never helped me.
Your words flowed in me as smoothly as they left.
Such mind numbing stupidity.
Keep your criticism to yourself.
Your words can never hurt me.
All they are is you speaking to yourself.
I left you a long time ago.
Remember the good times.
All in vain.
You never cared.
I stopped caring.
Good bye.
Never forever.
I'll always remember the lesson I learned.
Trust only those who do not trust.
What good is it.
It is just me and myself.
The weak last forever once they learn their strength.
Themselves.