Untold Story

Once upon a time… There was a man quite new to the world Who kept his feelings bottled inside Though from the start of his existence For fear of judgment he would hide The pain that’d haunt the things he saw And plagued him on a daily basis Forever changing inner core In silent suffering, painting faces Then one day in his mutinied state Of devastation he’d decide To try an art form that many said Would bring relief, and so he tried And democratically found the freedom To bond with those of similar thought Following voices that forgot to mention The pending human obstacle onslaught Apparently it’s wrong to evolve By drawing inspiration from what you’ve seen Stand up for principle and dissolve Into this wicked life serene Sit down, suppress the hard fought guilt And tuck your tail before you run Stare from the sideline, dust and silt Banish the antichrist, prodicle son Absorb and take more hatred in Just shut your thoughts stay hidden Though truth is out there, greatest sin To surface what’s forbidden Brake out the muffs to cover your ears Smash the glasses that magnify Take out the blindfolds, cover tears While on paper I shout and cry And then I came to realize It’s okay as long as everyone agrees To live their lives and shut their eyes But keep it pointed away from me Everyone suffers so don’t moan Find a way to quietly Go through life and cope on your own Go back to your roots for eternity