Find you... I see you...

Who are you?

I know who you are 

I know your fears

I know your weakness 

I know your loves 

I know you loses 

Why do you hide yourself for them? 

They do not love you
They only know the the smallest fraction of you. 

You're too afraid to stand up 

You're too afraid to speak

You hide behind anger, strife, and contempt for everything

When in actuality you move with every blowing wind list the dust of the earth

Every shift more painful than the next 

You never truly see where you are
Where you're going?
What re you doing?

You never truly find the joy that is around you
Unless you look at....

Who are you?

Be your own kind of BEAUTIFUL