| "Buried" |
| Buried there deep, In the folds of my heart, The real me lies, Asleep many months. Afraid to come out, To see what is real, She lies in deep slumber In her dream, so unreal. Scared of the world, And the terrors it holds, Scared to see others, What dark secrets they burn. She'll stay all locked up, Only she holds the key. Only in confidence and courage, Will she ever be free. |