Standing Beneath A Shadow

Standing behind an invisible wall,
Waiting for it all fall.
Like standing in an empty room full of people,
Or standing on the side of a church steeple.
Unbearable metaphoric nonsense being written,
And someone's heart is being stricken.
You'll never see,
The real me.
You might see me standing before you,
But you'll never reelie know who,
Who i am inside,
It's not like i've lied.
It's not that i'm hiding.
You've just built some solid siding,
To cover me
I'm clearly standing beneath a shadow...