The invisibles
Insecurity in all its glory
Can’t judge me
Coat of wounds
Is that even possible?
Let it find me
It was fragile. Powerful. It was me
Right because of all the wrongs
Sweeping the grey away
The sun must’ve known
The little doors in my mind
Honest provocation
Transcending limitations
Holding on too long
Who are you?
Wind of change
I don’t have to do a thing
Lonely hours
Another second