We all hide our secrets, from the world outside
hiding from the fear of ridicule, to the lost of pride.
Our demons call out our shames, while we lie to our
self’s in vain, the only gain, is avoiding the pain.
Although your willing to look still you refuse to see
yes! in the bed your demons lay down beside thee
Though a kid’s eye you believed what you were sold
in truth theirs redemption but only with permission.
So! when you tell me yours then I will tell you mine
for those who fester with anger are just wasting time
We seek out those who reinforce what we wish to believe
then turn our back to others who refuse to feed our needs
Some people do despicable things when monetarily stressed
people kill themselves after social media demands redress
Too many are pill walking prescriptions from mental duress
while others hide it best and then they choose not to confess
The multitude of lost souls in broken bodies live and die
see them cry and whisper blind to the way life’s filtered
The poor fill the pain the most workers will pay the cost
though your fight is your own find a friend to come along