If thoughts were tears...

Are you sick of yearning?

This invisible fortress, this isolation

Is your heart's cancer

There's no reason hiding

Your great walls of self-defense

Pull them all down

No need to retreat

Your great walls of insecurity

Pull them all down

Listen to what isn't said

See what is not shown

Learn this language free from words

Don't be deceived

Becoming numb

Is the sound of decay

Self-censorship and deadening only false friends

There's no reason hiding

Your great walls of self-defense

Pull them all down

Remaining forever thoughtful

A curse?

No!

It's the bold star to reach out for

This is the path of prosperity

A prosperity within

This is the path of prosperity

Made of thorns and broken glass