Mysterious Sea

November 8, 2010
I am what no one see's me as,but what I see is something else.







I wonder who I am or who could I be dark and mysterious open sea?






I hear the waves and oceans streams who am I too hard to even see.







I want to know what would set me free from this lonely life depriving me.






















Who can be me?





















Do I even know?





















Darkend blue icy cold.





















Hidden life darkend soul.








I pretend that I am someone I am not deprived,evil I am a solid rock.







I feel so lonely,ate up inside,seen too much,not even liven life right.







I touch the iceburg, cold, salty water to me-this feeling is so indistinct.







I worry about why I feel this way thus this feeling I can not admit.







I cry because I am confused walking with my head down like the sea blues.







I am what no one see's me as,but what I see is something else.






















Who can be me?





















Do I even know?





















Darkend blue icy cold.





















Hidden life darkend soul.








I understand I am here for a reason-why is that? Please help me out.







I say I know,but really hope there is a cheat-sheet-help me go.







I dream about a sea and boat me I am floating along the sunny gulf- coast.






I try to escape these captivating ways,but find myself in the exact same place.







I hope one day to find a way to drift away along with the waves.







I am who I am so let it be all alone in this mysteriouse sea.







I am what no one see's me as but what I see is something else.






















Who can be me?





















Do I even know?





















Darkend blue icy cold.





















Hidden life darkend soul.





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