People are so deep,
And we rarely see,
What's in you,
And what's in me?
So much
Pain.
So much
Hurt.
So much surface,
We let others see.
Yet what's in you,
And what's in me?
Do we even know,
Why we do what we do?
Why we get into,
So many stews.
Subconscious life,
Will lead to strife.
The road less travelled,
Like a clinician's knife.
The inner cut,
Has to be done.
The inner soul,
Has to be won.
You can only love others,
As much as you love you.
The road less travelled,
Is for so few.
Les
A Moodscope member.
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