I am an unknown poet
For i don't know my capabilities
When a pen is being put on the paper
Unleashing its ink on the hidden zeal of an unknown inner me
...
As i was walking down the least walked path
A path only walked by treasure hunters
Looking for treasures
Yet the land was captioned treasure-less land
...
An Unknown Poet
I am an unknown poet
For i don't know my capabilities
When a pen is being put on the paper
Unleashing its ink on the hidden zeal of an unknown inner me
Throughout my entire life, i have been wearing a mask
Which i was unable to take off
Cause of fearing outside forces
I was told to come out of my closet
Hence my booth was so comfortable
Thinking i would be swallowed by the real world
Whirl wind could have forcefully elevated me
I unmasked my tattooed mask hoping i could find closure
And start on a new slate as was my calling
Yet the mask was just first layer of my facial hindrances