Should I admit what I have always known and would you listen well; can you hear me if I tell?
I’m always in the know because I was born with tears in my eyes and the inability to whisper lies…to you.
Seeing what is not quite clear all the time; watching the material of the thing appear before my mind’s eye in rhyme.
Wishing to speak these thoughts to you but fearing you’ll leave me alone with these “thinks” as others always do.
Am I so different and set apart or is it I who has decided to stand aside with my lonely saddened heart?
Be it the fate of this hardship of life that struggles us (or just me) to remain and not give up the fight?
Can these Secrets retained within come out and find a place with you or will they only float upon the wind?
We rise; we do; we always carry on with these habits like they’re something so damn new.
Our ceremonies of all these “special” moments we’ve created only to stand as testimonies (that we are alive).
I’ve much to relay to you all but perhaps it’s best if I stay still and stay quiet and not to make you So appalled.
I was born with tears in my eyes already crying because I knew innately how swiftly and cruelly time will fly by…
But this doesn’t mean I won’t love You; this doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try. 💙
theaflys 