Secrets hidden under funny bones that do not reveal my depth
Sometimes they play peek -a -boo with my friends and lovers
I try to keep packed up and stored away
Maybe perhaps I will reveal them on a rainy day
For a while, I present this facade of goofiness, playfulness
Leaving others to miss my bliss
My intellect
My story that could possible heal someone
Save someone
Build in the community
Attribute to someone's growth
Inspire them
I have robbed them of the bliss
Broken the connection
Sitting like spy watching and observing
Carefullly choosing my wording
Avoiding certain verbiage
When I have something to say
The secret pushes on my funny bones causing them to crack.. and makes me cry
She wants this shift
Where laughter is a temporary relief that leaves my cheeks dry,
Tears brings cleanse
She wants healing
The time has come to give up on this act
She is attacking the roleplay
She wants HEALING
Yet it's painful
Growth stretching and bounding me
Separating and dissecting
Performing surgery on my soul
Opening wounds that were once unspoken
Tracing scars with her full pureness
Removing the voices of judgment
Embarrassment
Comparisons
Replacing it with enlightenment
Snap
Snap
Snap
Breaking free of this false authority
This isn't act of desperation
This isn't a reflection of confusion
This isn't her cry for help
She is just ready to control this vehicle
She wants to create progression
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