Taught safety in
hiding away.
Don’t shine,
don’t let anyone see
the sparkle
in your eyes.
Don’t let them see you rise.
They will bring you down
before you can
even let out a sigh.
Self-worth
in keeping silent,
or is it self-preservation?
When released emotions
would mean the earth,
but letting them settle
always seems safest.
Self-doubt plays a role.
Would my words dig a hole?
Would my heart fill that hole?
And would the topsoil
stain my fingers for eternity?
So, I roll on the rising tide.
Some would say
I hide behind a mask,
but I speak my truth aloud
every time I write.
Is it a test?
To see how much
we’ve grown accustomed
to second best. To see ourselves
as not worthy
of the time invested?
But inside I know
that I believe in me,
so, who is the imposter?
The mask I wear
or the hidden version
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