I creep behind this veil of abuse.
Yet they tell me it's all in my head
It's in my head too .
All Those pools of emotions I've been through
Each pricking me as as each petal is plucked from a rose.
I'm ready to be open about it
I'm ready to flow through the rivers of confusion and confidential information.
I'm ready to revert as you accuse me of twisting words
I'm ready to share the silence that follows this.
Are you ?