I think its time
For far too long
Neglect I have
This useful blog
A journal it is
Its purpose, clear
Therapist, counselor
My shelter from fear
For only this place
Can I share the “real”
And only here
Can I truly feel
For when I walk
Outside this door
The world shall greet me
That endless bore
For reasons unknown
Sad truth will befall
That fake is the norm
Currency for all
One day it will change
One day this won’t be
A time will arrive
When I can be “me”
And you can be “you”
Coalesce shall we all
But ’till that day comes
Get back…to the wall
How the World Should Work 