Words unsaid

But I see them everyday

On the faces of strangers

The need to speak the truth

The need to speak of pain

Comes through this ink

Words, thoughts, hopes

Comes from this pen, my hand, my heart, my mind

Strangers faces

Like an untold story

Speak the truth

Speak the fear

That lives inside all

But can only be worn on faces

Or on this piece of paper

You see the fear

From this ink

You see the truth

Of my soul

See my face

See the beauty

See the Mind.