Thursday, December 1, 2011

Open Book

I live as an Open Book
Hide and seek is fear's favorite game
But I choose to let the world look
To own my pride and shame


Better to leaf through uncomfortable pages
and let real truth be what real eyes see
Than be trapped within society's mazes
Or let abundant lies wash over me


To be covered in untruth's sticky grit
A self caught in loathing
I cannot fathom it
I'd rather be free, ever growing


Know thyself and let true self not fade
It is the only thing you are meant to be
If not you remain a simple shade
Always dependent on the sun and the tree.

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