Sierra Staten Poems
|121.||You Can'T Outsmart The Rain||6/4/2014|
|122.||Unread Lines Of My Existence||12/25/2014|
|123.||I See The Light||12/4/2014|
|128.||I Cherish My Sun||8/31/2013|
|129.||Born In The Bad World||3/2/2012|
I can look into your eyes and try to find honesty
But honesty is something I'm not sure I can define.
Honesty is the truth.
We hide so many things from one another
In hopes to make ourselves a more likeable being
But in doing that we are creating lies.
Walking lies, that's what we are.
Honesty means nothing anymore,
Those considered the most honest of people hide things unimagined
And create a realm where there is no such thing as honesty
all in an attempt to maintain the title of 'honest'
Nobody is the person they say they are.
Granted some are more ...
Today is the day,
Rewinding my life,
Please don't be sad,
Please do not cry
The pain is unbearing,
I cannot go on,
I'll see you all soon,
Stay away from the wrong.