Yesterday, I lied
When I said those birds were singing for me.
Those sparkling smiles were just a shield.
I lied when I told you, “It’s fine.”
It wasn’t to scare you but to shield my scars.
I’ve got bullet wounds,
From bullet wounds to bullet dreams.
I’ve been a survivor of the unmerciful universe,
So I lied.
Today, again, I lied.
Yesterday had promised roses today,
But thorns pricked like forgotten dreams.
Like a bright facade, I masked it in laughter
While shadows whispered.
Each word like a heavy feather,
Hoping you’d believe the story I spun,
So I lied.
Tomorrow,
perhaps I’ll find the strength
To peel back layers of the tales I weave,
To let you in where silence now resides.
But fear holds tightly to the threads of tides;
The echoes of my battles still entwined.
Yet in this moment, I’ll wear my smile.
I’ll wear the smiles
Maybe one day, it won’t be a lie.
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