Itzaka

There are things within us, Things to never be released. But should we ever share them, Could you ever gain their trust? There are things I can not control, Battles that I am always loosing. But at the end of the day, We have the few that we can trust. I am forever contemplating things, Maybe glimpsing who I could be. That moment you notice I am quiet, Am I who you think I could be? I write in hope and emotions, Hoping one day you will answer. Then if you decided to know me, With a open heart and mind.