there's hunger and hunger
one will be filled soon
the other gnaws forever
in a broken blue moon
I thirst for a love
that never shall be
the love of parents was
always denied to me
Hid with no one seeking
Lost and forever unfound
to transparent self-image
I'm quintessentially bound
That's how I see me
hidden in plain sight
or how I don't to be exact
kept blinded by their
Mrs. Cellophane by name
and I can see right thru
clearly no point to me
Can you see thru me too?
All my innards on view
faults and failings on display
Vulnerabilities exposed
to sun-scorching day
Where are the parents
with the hat and sunscreen
to protect the little child
to make sure she's seen?
