Thu, 05/25/2017 - 00:02 -- hmsmary

I see u's,

I see n's,

I see faces.

They seem to tell a story,

but they advocate

none of the true.

It all seems real

until you see the flash.

The flash of force 

which was not meant to appear.

They say, "I love you"

They say, "I hate you"

and they speak words.

This all seems to veil 

to conceal their pride,

their ego, their truth.

It makes sense when laid out flat,

but at the back of our thoughts,

we question.

We question...


Why, ...why.

Can we not show truth?

Can we not be vulnerable?

Can we not make vulnerable, the norm?

Since when

was anything vulnerable.

Why do we pride ourselves

with mysteries and waves

when we could rather

learn to appreciate those

with vivid bold outlines.

Our lives are questioned,

we question why we seem... different

when in actuality we are all

but we choose to hide

the vulnerability.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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