TRUTH BE TOLD

HOW LONG WILL YOU KEEP DECEIVING YOURSELF, 
PAINTING A FALSE NARRATIVE 
OF SOMEONE ELSE,
SOMEONE THAT HAS IT ALL TOGETHER, 
UNTOUCHED BY THE HURTFUL FEELINGS 
AND EMPTINESS THAT RESIDES WITHIN.

SOON YOUR FASHIONS OF CLOTHES, 
MANICURES AND PEDICURES, 
EVEN THE PIERCINGS OF EARS AND NOSE, 
WILL NOT BE ABLE TO CLOAK YOUR BROKEN HEART.

YOUR OUTWARD APPEARANCE 
CAPTURES THE EYES OF THOSE
THAT SEE YOU AT A PASSING GLANCE,
STROKING YOUR DECEPTION 
WITH A SMILE, OR VAGUE COMPLEMENTS.

BUT TRUTH BE TOLD, 
I SEE YOU, FOR WHO YOU TRULY ARE, 
I AM WITH YOU, NEAR OR FAR,
I AM THE SKIN THAT COVERS YOUR BONES, 
THE SHADOW THAT CANNOT BE LEFT AT HOME, 
I AM THE THOUGHTS THAT OCCUPIES YOUR MIND 
WE SHARE EVERY MOMENT AND EXPERIENCE OF TIME.

I AM YOUR HEART, BEATING BETWEEN YOUR BREAST 
I AM YOUR CONSCIENCE, IN EVERY DECISION AND TEST,
I AM YOUR SOUL, THAT SEES YOU THROUGH AND THROUGH,
TRUTH BE TOLD, I AM YOU.

WILFORD BARKER.