I feel like i am playing
A game all by myself
I have find the hidden emotion
Thats stuck up on the shelf
This game, it isn’t easy
There always tricks and traps
Like no one ever tells you
Where to look under the flaps
I don’t know where the shelf is
That my emotion is on
I don’t know what it looks like
Or if it’s short or long
I don’t know which emotion
Is hidden on which shelf
And everything is dark in there
Deep down inside myself
But I know that it is in there
I feel it deep inside
I want to reach and grab it
And tell it not to hide
I want to turn the light on
And keep them neat and tidy
But someone messed them up
When I was all but tiny
And now they’ve all been jumbled
And hidden far away
And I fear I’ll never find them
No matter what they say
So for now I’ll sense their presence
However much unknown
And try to do my best
Stumbling around alone.
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