Some pages should not be opened

When did I have honour,
That I may one day loose,
I only have shattered dreams,
Which, I mend, build, and reuse.

Nothing to lose, you see,
When you walk on the earth,
Nobody considers me, important,
Nor do, I have, any worth.

I have built a strong ego,
As a bunker to hide from shame
Don't say I have ego,
It's my bunker to save from shame.

Let my bunker, be my stronghold,
In which, I can hide, for sure,
All feelings are from my heart,
I tell you they are very pure.

R.A. Jacob