Look into my eyes they are
the windows to my soul.
Pull aside their curtains
so you may take control.
See what’s going on
inside the rooms of my mind
and when you discover it,
please be kind.
For I know I am a troubled man
who is trying
to get by as best he can.
You are the first I have let in
so please be careful
as your search begins.
The real me
is hiding here somewhere,
a person who once
lived life without a care.
I hope he is just lost
and waiting to be discovered
and that you have the map
so he may be recovered.

Interesting and lovely efforts to discover the own soul by a guy.Weldon🌷
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Perfectionist in poetry
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Thank You.
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