What if I was so completely honest and wildly unfiltered?
What the **** would happen?
I might just make myself laugh.
I might make someone cry.
I avoid honesty because of fear.
I fear offending.
I fear openly judging.
I fear making others uncomfortable.
I fear being a burden.
I fear being too much.
I fear being misunderstood.
I fear not being chosen.
I fear people not liking me.
I fear people being mad at me.
I fear people feeling disappointed in me.
I fear being disappointed with myself.
Paradoxically, I am disappointed with myself for being dishonest.
Dishonest with myself.
Dishonest wearing masks.
Dishonest saying I’m okay, when I am not okay.
What if I was honest?
What if I offended, judged, made someone uncomfortable, was a burden, too much, misunderstood, not chosen, disliked?
Then what?
Maybe I would find out who I am without the masks.
Maybe I would be a little lonely and lose some friends.
Maybe I would find out who stays when I am fully me.
Maybe I would be proud of myself.
Apr 14
Apr 14, 2026 at 8:50 PM UTC
The wandering willow tree
Stands in a spring shower
Sanctified by the tears of holy water
She walks toward a church
Without walls
Filled with people
It's ceiling the sky
The sun rises on this gathering
It's rays are on the willow tree
The children are in the branches
On her shoulder's swing the future
Oct 24, 2021
Oct 24, 2021 at 9:34 PM UTC
You can't love me until
You love you
Until you grow up
Until you mature
&
I can't love you until
I love me
Until I grow up
Until I mature
Nov 16, 2020
Nov 16, 2020 at 10:25 AM UTC
Where am I supposed to go?
Here, there?
I could go anywhere
The path is unclear
All I can do is put one foot in front of the other
Feels like faith to me
Jun 13, 2020
Jun 13, 2020 at 10:19 PM UTC