Unveiled Unveiled Exposed Taken away from what I am used to Stepping into realms unknown But uninhibited in my search for me There are corners of my psyche That I have hidden from myself Locked away into my zone of comfort I claw and cleave to what I know Afraid of what is ahead Scared to find out the imperfections Yet to be exposed I run from it, though I crave it at the same time The objects of my affection What I want, I need, I have to have But run from I need to know me, expose me And see me But I am afraid of what I'll find Battered bruised bowed and belittled All in one ball of flesh so misused and abandoned I don't know but I know all at once I succeed and fail at the same time Mind my confusion before my own eyes I see it, yet I deny it, but it's still there Lurking in the shadows waiting to bombard me With it's version of the truth How long can you run from the shadows Before you run into that piece of glass The mirror that shows you yourself Nef Jones