Stolen Identity, di H.Ratcliffe

Stolen Identity

Have you ever felt although someone has stolen your identity before your even given a chance to retrieve one?

I’m trying to be myself,

But yet I don’t know how,

Trying to enjoy my life,

But I don’t know who I am,

I feel I’ve never had an identity,

Or so it always seems to be,

To others I’m okay,

But they can’t see inside me,

I want to tell the world,

What filth and hurt he’s caused,

But inside I feel so ashamed and embarrassed and in disgust,

That this sick man in my life,

Would look at me with lust.

(2012)

Borris is amazing, But who is he you may ask, He’s a cat of glory, A vision of beauty, A meowing little twat,

The crescent of the moon The light in the sky The shadow on the ground Of the lamps standing by The rustle of the wind

The stars are shining bright in th… They twinkle at me as I walk by, They give me hope, A glimmer of light, To brighten up all of those dark d…

I’m hurt inside, Although you don’t see, You just see my shell, You don’t see me, You look right through,