Sunday, July 4, 2010

At Night

At night when no one can see
is when the real "me" comes out to think and be free.
Our true selves and thoughts are hidden in the sun
We smile, seem happy and act out for fun.
In the dark, we can be true to ourselves
No fear of "me" being exposed
At morning we put our secrets back on the shelf
And wait for the night
So we can again be true to ourself.

1 comment:

  1. Hello :)
    I enjoyed reading your poem. You are right, many of us become what others expect us to be once we are in view of them, (in the light).
    Looking forward to reading more.