passers by seem to know
they give a sideways glance & a smile
and discreetly look away
how is it they can see in my eyes all that
I've never confessed to him,
though sitting beside me,
maybe even all I've never confessed
to myself.
not because I can’t but cause i wont
I won't let the demons take root
these demons aren't mine
shed of them I will be fine
the power I hold is divine
my courage draws the line
control holds steady in the sand