How To Open Our Eyes

 

surrounded by people


but alone nonetheless


they don't know what's going on inside


a relief, i confess

 

they might hear me speak


they might see me smile


i can fake it for a moment


i can pretend for a while

but inside i'm crying


inside i'm shouting


inside i'm vengeful


inside i am cowering


of course, they don't know that

all they know is the periphery


not unwilling to look deeper-


just conditioned not to see

 

but its no mistake




i think god was right





when he made us learn on our own

how to open our eyes.