No One Knows The Troubles I've Seen

stepping with the stealth of a mountain cat
I slip through the city streets
unnoticed in the rush and busyness.
I'm a journeyman on a quest to find
my one true way.
Lost for sure, somewhere back when
I took the wrong road
and now I'm itching to explore
what should already be felt, known, understood.
I'm screaming like a racehorse stomping at the gate...
and the gate remains locked and immobile.
But no one has taken into consideration
that underneath this sleek exterior
lives the fire and intensity of a wild cat
and if I have to claw my way out,
I will.