I'd rather cry <br />than let you see my tears <br />I'd rather die <br />than be buried six feet under <br /> <br />I want to be let go <br />but i need held down <br />I want to see light <br />but i'd rather be in darkness <br /> <br />I want to be fixed <br />but I'd rather stay broken <br />I want to be found <br />but i'd rather hide <br /> <br />The clock ticks <br />but time doesn't pass <br />and all my hurt has turned into, <br />a giant mass, <br />called me, <br />in this world, <br />that will never be.... <br />completely, <br />sane. <br />so just let the thunder, <br />along with the rain, <br />keep coming down, <br />so clearly I can't see <br />what has now become <br />The Transulcent Me<br /><br />Silent Speaker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-translucent-me/
