It hurts
To get pulled
In opposite directions
When your soul
Wants nothing more
Than to remain
In it’s position

The pealing off of suits
Offer
An awful truth
Inner me exposed
Like the falling of defenses
Or
Enemy exposed
Like the failing of a friendship

If the lord
Should grant my soul
Enough courage to be shown
I promise
To never be a show
Or entertainer to be owned

Jailhouse blues
Aren’t only sung by caged birds
I’m free
And I sing
Because
I haven’t earned my wings

The unveiling of my secret
Societal mind
Will amplify
The ample voices
Speaking at the same time

It hurts
To get pushed
In one position
When your mind
What’s nothing less
Than to go
In all directions