LINCOLN
Open minded but withdrawn
Out-going but reserved
Family of THEM
Lover of the secret world within the pages
The secret world beneath the eyelids
And the secret world behind the masks
Who feels that
The pen is an oracle that unleashes your mind
Who feels that
The paper is a portcullis that leads to your imagination
Who feels that
The ink is an ectoplasm, left behind by your soul
Who needs
A loud world in which to be quiet
A quiet world in which to be himself
And a silent world in which to bring about change
Who fears
Being isolated but not being alone
His secrets being told but not his true self being known
Standing out but not being noticed
Who gives
A damn,
A hand,
An ear.
Who would like to see
A sincere smile
A true miracle
A real heartbreak
(reluctant) Resident of the frozen wasteland that Time forgot
welsh
