Cometh the truth,I choose convenience
Cometh reality,I enjoy escape
Even lies are wrapped in a stylish shape
Some circular,other curve ball
For once,can I long to be me
And eventually break free
Years of oppression,built in tension
Harmless judgements,boring biases
Oh!All I wish,is to vibrant and alive
Not a poor puppet show
A boat I can never row
My life cease to exist without water
It needs,freedom,flames and flow
Let past come to entrap my image
I let it pass by and reflect
Who am I to control
Meek surrender is actual show of courage
Not a lonely battle I can rage
I ain't no sage
Damn! I gave up rage
To feel,to express and to pray without fear
Another mask I cannot wear
All I long to be,is me
The self,not the thought
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