Hide

I want to hide

For ounce

Hide my thoughts

From eyes

Eyes that define

What I haven’t

Defined

But I feel

Like glass

Transparent

What if they knew

What if judgment

Came before

Judgment day

They know my thoughts

But there illiterate of my pain

Of a thwarting conscience

That breaks my very soul

Into pieces

To them black is black

And white is white

The other way

Is the other way

There is no choice

I have a choice