Honesty was once my friend
But now spoken, a wound that will not heal
Speaking too often
Loving too much
Thinking that honesty can change anything
Just tangling life further
Maybe silence is my new friend
A power held in the chest
To my own discretion
Hours ago I slipped again
Letting go of the secret that I held close to my soul
For months I walked by those skinny legs
Those perfect teeth
And fake smile
And I've never really hated
But if I could name the knot in my stomach
It would be close to that feeling
Rejection embodied a person
And walked by me for fun
But the feeling I grew to resent
Was always mine
Until I gave it a name
Handed it away
And realized that nothing will ever change
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