What Can You See

"How do you know when boundaries are crossed, Careful not to have a stigma embossed On me, Or my personality Behavior is the play That my personality displays Do I come across as fair and good, Or are my actions misunderstood Wanting more than I need, Is my asking a selfish plea Pushing myself ahead, I should be giving instead We are born with a heart of gold, Does the world see mine as cold Hiding behind a thin veneer, Afraid of what can be seen, I fear Is selfishness protection from pain, Would life be easier if I got on a plane Would my walls come down, With no past to expound Only new memories to create, Moments that translate For the world to see, What really is inside me A heart that is warm not cold, A giver without being told Dialogue that is clear, Compassionate and sincere Humbled to be, Working to expose me And every vulnerable piece, Finally, peace"