You talk to me but look away,
too blind to see what I display.
Transparency, shown everyday,
clear honesty, no shades of gray.
The truths I keep, make you feel weak,
cut very deep if my lips speak.
Stop loosing sleep, secrets won’t leak,
unlike your sheep, I am unique.
Looking my way, projecting shame,
all knowledge sways while placing blame.
Others are prey to your mind games,
but not today, control I claim.
I look at you, pity my view,
remember who I thought I knew.
A soul so true, pure, and see through,
was painted blue as sorrows grew.
All cards were laid, fury decreased,
the anger fades in waves of peace,
the role I played let go with ease,
old debts now paid, brightness increased.
Final farewell, forgive, forget.
Fate rings a bell, future resets,
happiness yells, intentions set,
all goals excel, great joys are met.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy