The human circus
talk is cheap, when spent casually,
frugality of words means more time to listen,
laughter is the soul speaking genuine delight,
tears a leak in the dam holding back pure emotion,
sadness is a drug and joy a chore,
things half remembered from youth,
the source of feeling in our adulthood,
we regress when we truly feel,
revealing honest emotion is to drop your facade
not cutting you down but opening you up
its hard to give yourself over, and let go the reigns
remove the mask and end the charade,
to be seen, unfiltered, and reveal a naked soul,
but seeing an honest reflection even harder,
looking with foreign eyes, honest, real,
seeing past our defense delusons,
Its painful, the deepest pain you can feel
it is your fantasies realized
and your fears unanswered
admitting what you could not believe.
laugh and cry
Through the windowside
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