The abstract truth

Dear truth, if you saw the world the way I did, you'd change your name..

We are born, in tears and in joy, to a family we're supposed to grow with, to love

Some are cherished, some are thrown into a ravenous world, learn to fly like a dove

We grow, we argue and we fight, in the end we come back with hugs and a shove

We seek a special connection, something more than just a glance, as deep as true love

Afraid of mourning broken hearts, exhilirated for what many call puppy love,

We are being held back from daring

Told to stop caring!

We scream, our arms flailing

Why would you lie, you said you wouldn't ever hurt me, now you're jealous of my soaring

You're supposed to be the epitome of living up to your name, you always say I'm boring

You fail to realize that you're holding me back, from my dreams, my desires, exploring

We tread the shallow waters of life, feeling so unsure, most times alone

Stuck in the continous ceaseless hallow of their words, that often feel like stone

Thrown in your face when you seek refuge, wondering if the 'bonds' that were sewn

Are strong enough to hold, all the brokenness and hurt within, whose amends you postpone

We walk through life wondering why and how, we can be so alive and yet so gone

For all our flaws, we still hope, someone, somewhere, will be able to condone them.

With love(and the occasional detest),

Sonia.