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I think I hide my secrets too well

People turn away when they can't tell

They think I'm happy when I'm not

Doing me a favor when I'm shot


Slap a color, paint some stripes

Say some words, you'll be alright

I wish I could be just as free

As your social media seem to be


I'm sorry I lied to stay safe

I'm sorry you won't look me in the eye

Not that you'd want to anyway

All the fractures that I hide


Sometimes I hate the architecture

Sometimes I hate the stage

Sometimes feel the freedom

Sometimes I'm trapped in the cage


My dear social justice warriors 

Thank you for your fight

Someday I'll find the courage

To draw from your light

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