Can you imagine?

Puffy cotton clouds absorbing the gray-blue sky

A slight chill crawling down one's back

Wishing to possess a voice

Staring out at space--

waiting, desiring to act out

Scars of the past will linger

Some words will escape these lips

This time nothing is holding me back

Some of us will never be able to see

'Cause they look at the world with their eyes shut

Pretending not to know,

is the same as

lying to yourself.