Oyster

Refrain from crying
This is what I do
I am not lying
I am eternally different from you
I am in a constant oblivious state
Read my cue
For there are very few
I will never know who I really am
I wait for a feeling to arise
I am forever damned
I live in isolation
You will never truly be in my presence
Have I won?
No, I will never win
I am in a maze with no exit
I am a shark without a fin

You will never understand
I continue to wallow in my pity and pain
Do not reach your hand to me
I am in unfix able disdain
In all my transparent appearance, I am me
Proof of my existence is in the frigid air that colors my breath
Air from a past that will never let me fully be
A childhood devoured by suffering and fright
The stairs to sanity and insanity intertwined
Disappearing imprints with each step proved trite

Though I have gained contentment from my experience
This mourning child lingers
My body is on guard at your slightest flinch
Look in my eyes and you will see this terrified little girl
My life, my identity is both often misconceived;
At sight, jagged, razor sharp edges, but inside, a soft hidden pearl.