Trapped behind my smile.......

STUCK ALONE,
NEVER TO BE KNOWN,
EVERYTHING IS BLANK,
AND EMPTY LIKE NO ONE WAS EVER HOME,
IS IT LOVE OR IS IT HATE,
IS IT TO BE KNOWN AS FAKE OR FATE,
AM I EVER TO BE KNOWN,
PEOPLE ARE AROUND,
BUT TO THEM,
I AM NOT TO BE FOUND,
TRAPPED INSIDE A HOLE,
WHERE EVERYTHING IS QUITE AND DULL,
WHEN I DO COME OUT,
I FEEL THE HATE,
SO I'M GUESSING EVERYTHING FAKE,
THE HOME I ONCE KNEW IS EMPTY,
NO ONE WANTS TO BE AROUND,
AND I AM NOT TO BE FOUND,
SO AS EVERYONE IS GONE,
I GO TO ,
TO MY SAFE PLACE,
ALONE FOR EVER,
IN SOLITUDE.
Edge Of reality!
for those who think solitude and loniness is the only way to catch the reality and want to drown their mind in land of mystery ....
who are tired of intruders and wanna find theirself in prasmatical diagram of universe.....
all and all by solitude and reality