Why is it when
we do something
bad
We don't want
anyone to know

Covering our
tracks

Hiding the
fact

we must lie
to make those
who would not
understand
happy

as guilty
as it sounds

we make ourselves
appear in a sense
innocent

i am guilty
of this

I am sure
you don't
know my
closet

my bones

skeletons

I hide

I am
ashamed
of what
I love
at times

and this
could kill
someone as
emotional
as myself
or you for
that matter

tippy toes
patter

glass hearts
shatter

pissing glass
shards

wishing so hard

no one
would find
out

whom exactly

we are

Love it!!!!

But

Why hide?

I am diggin' it D, diggin' it...

Really great write (((J)))

It sent my mind on a walkabout ...


It seems that at the core of most people is this dreadful thought ... this fearful thought ... this knowing ...

that if they knew who I really was, they wouldn't like me

If they saw the demon that lives inside of me they would run

that I must protect them from the horror that is me ...




Why is this so rampant in our culture? I see it in clients all the time ... have felt it in myself at some point ... What could possibly be so wrong... the who of us is beautiful ... when did we pick up the wrong set of glasses?

Hell of a write man,,,really..I like it so THATS all that matters,,,wink,lol