People are unpredictable.
If you think they are who they say they are, then you're wrong from the start.
You can only know somebody, if you truly know their heart.
But how will you know that if they cover up their scars,
Casting reality, humanity, and memories afar.
'Till they no longer remember exactly who they are.
When the truth of themselves has been deeply marred,
You'll find their reflection is revealed in their art.
How they write, dance, sing, act, and draw.
It's the unfiltered version of who they are.
Where fear disappears and emotions are raw.
That's where you'll see them shining like stars.