when people lie, they practice to become better actors
when people hurt, to not burden others they hide their pain
because so many people mask their hearts
everyday becomes a masquerade
we build walls for no one to destroy
we grow roots to remain like trees
for some of us have only known chaos
that when peace is granted to us, we destroy it
for we've known heartache
we are all too familiar with pain
that stepping on foundation made of broken glass
doesn't make our feet bleed
we endure not because we are strong
we endure because we don't have a choice
we had no choice but to mature too young
in solitude you may find tranquility
but you'll never find love
when you are ready to become vulnerable to the world once again
and unroot the stems you placed in fear of exploring
surrender yourself to the universe
