hide and speak.
you find me,
forgetting i'm not lost and i don’t need saving.
i am authentic at any cost
except myself.
definition only applies from the inside
so they can paint me
how they like.
like i still got it,
some model qualities.
my energy talks
and it gets loud.
i came out scrEAMING
i never stopped.
and i don’t plan to now
so much
that i sleep on the rooftop
like its a soap box.
it doesn’t make me popular,
but it gets my point across.
and my horse isn’t high.
he rides a phony
and for all i cared
right into the sunset.
cause he doesn’t get it,
but i do.
and i forgive him
but i have other trails
i need
to off to for now.
i learned that lesson
a few times now,
long before him,
to say
no a lot sooner
and mean every bit of it.
About the Creator
⸘jason alan‽
:::WARNING:::
i am only responsible for what i say,
not for what you understand.
you may learn to be charmed by my [secret‽] discontent,
or you may not.
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Comments (1)
This is a powerful piece. The raw honesty really comes through, like when you talk about not caring what others think.