Thoughts Untrue

We hide in plain sight,

With eyes in fright.

Speaking out is like dreaming,

And these feelings are just people screaming

Of justice and freedom

And houses and kingdoms

But that’s just it, it’s not mundane

While we sit in silence and suffer the pain.

No one could understand, not even an ant or a thought untrue

Not because they can't, but because they don’t want to.