Beyond the Gaze

The world demands identity— a name, a face, a history. But in its grip, you lose your way, and shame is what they make you pay. They drag your truth into the light, then twist it wrong and call it right. They dress you up in guilt and fear, then whisper lies for all to hear. A coin of shadow tempts the soul, Whispers bartered for control. Peace, a dove, retreats in flight— While angels weep beyond the night. No love is free—not in this place. No kindness shown to a stranger's face. Sincerity is bought and sold, for only friends within the fold. But I’ll disappear—not out of shame, not from guilt, nor playing a game. I leave to guard what’s left of me, from judgment’s gaze and cruelty. For though they tell the world I lied, they never saw the tears I cried. And those who turned their hearts away— they never knew what truth I’d say. Just walk away with peace, and never rethink the cruelty they say