I see, I feel, I hear, but can't speak,
I shiver, I breathe, unsteady and strained,
A fear of unknown that reeks,
Masked under the colorful rain.

I smile, I act,
I quiver, I hide
Malicious I am, they say as fact
"Cowards!", my lord would snide.

I judge, but I don't
I let go, but I can't
Creeping darkness might crawl
Sleeping away under defensive shawl

I pray, I plead,
I show up everyday
I am here and I will be there to lead
A mirage perhaps - yet as warm as a sun ray