BroKen SilenCe

Closed In
Boxed Freely
Controlled by what is expected of me
You’re not to scream
You’re a lady
Altered by what society has made me

Thoughts of your perceptions of me
Controlled my every move
Drop the wall you built all 24 years of your life
And let your imps shine through

Stripping off chains of bondage
Nursing wounds of judgments
Quick fast and in a hurry
I must make the adjustment.

Struggling to let go of who I am
In order to become who I should be
Not for the beauty of life
But for the sake of artistry

Breathe deep
Breathe deep
The voice I hear week after week
It’s alright It’s alright It’s alright
But when I open my eyes every
Fucking thing is the same outside

.This is not what I expected
This angry me I’ve neglected
The sensitivity in me I rejected
Building up barriers keep me protected.

My graces grew faces
Speeding pulse paces
And pasted
My life on insanity’s pages
Forced to deal with society’s persuasions
Mental invasions that builds blocks
Around my emotions:
GONE


What’s the point of having raw talent
With an infantile imagination?
Don’t seem to bother me as much
Imagining expressions on your faces.
I found privacy and in private I can be me
But I also found that even when I’m me
I can still be myself
Is a never ending saga
Life’s a soap opera
I don’t have to be a doctor to be a doctor

Imaginary circumstance
But must remain true
Crafting deep is a craft in itself
Make it ring meaningful for you
I learned to let my guard down to be real
Realizing that real eyes can realize real lies
She will know the deal.

Taking all things as seriously as the can possible be
Not letting a moment pass was so challenging
I dropped my defenses to let it all
HIT ME!

Yes I’m cured from defensiveness
No need to hide behind the fences
Can I do it?
Can it be done!?
Wait T Jae there’s still work to do
This is only Basic Acting One!