~ No Filter Necessary ~
Hidden in my heart were things
I couldn’t bear to let anyone see
But from time to time
I dreamed about opening up
And seeing my truth soar out of me
Like flocks of birds
Dancing in the morning sky
.
Often I looked around at the faces
Wondering what lay behind their eyes
Behind their ‘fine thanks, you?’s
And their polished appearances
.
I couldn’t help but sense
That I wasn’t alone with holding in my truths
In fact, when I walked those streets
And stared at those faces
I was sure that the majority
Were walking vaults of secret sadness
Still, when I go to share my song
I can’t seem to find my voice
Like a broken stereo
I stall and I stutter
Missing the important things
.
So I guess I will keep holding these things inside
And wondering if this world is full of people like me
Silently suffering
Because none of us were able
To let our true selves
see the piercing spotlight
of this painful reality.