We all want a connection
An in depth exchange
A safe way to reveal our true self
To someone who has good intentions
But we get trampled on
By those we let in
And become guarded
Hoping our true self
Doesn’t suffocate
Then we hold it close
And attempt to give little bits to others
Just to make sure
The true self is breathing
But they don’t always value it
The gift is scorned at times
And set aside
But we keep searching
For that perfect outlet
Where our inner thoughts
Are like gold to someone
Displayed in their memory
Long sought after
They never grow old
Never get outdated
And when confidence wanes
It only takes a glance
And every effort is worthwhile
The Rational Element 