The eyes that are barely seen behind the tree
Is self hiding it's haunting face from me
I've tried to catch it's silhouette in the wind
This shadow that looks back from deep within
It taunts me from hidden places I can only see
Never allowing my expression to flow naturally
Shackled and drawn down into this dark place
Held prisoner by a phantom lover's embrace
The wolf is the totem of my cautious self
While the clown plays like a foolish elf
The winter wind encircles me like a friend
When the summer sun scorches my delicate skin
Timidly my steps try to go beyond this cell
This place that has been my personal hell
I've been lost and wanting so desperately
A balanced soul of one personality
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