Sometimes I look in my own eyes and see
the definition of a man who just wants to live his life
without the judgment and sacrifice
of ignorant minds trying to break him down
and hateful words that try to fade his dreams
and tear apart his soul all the way to the seams;
in his heart I can feel the fatigue
from trying to live up to the prestige of being amongst
the recognized and at the same time scrutinized for every movement
of his mind and translation of his thoughts
and in his language I can hear the quiet tone of a man
who has, by choice, kept hidden his voice
to protect the lonely feeling of his own being;
he has grown to stand tall
even when the obstacles of challenge
has balanced him to fall.
There are days he just wants to free;
days where he just wants to blend into the background,
witness the world and just be
because there are days where he wishes he was anonymous
but known and chooses to stand in silence
but be listened to through his words and through the meaning
of his hearts healing.
© 2012
Tarringo T. Vaughan
