Truth

I'd scratch your backs
When I'm not the strong side
The stronger tide
Your stare on stairs
Climbing up my forgiveness
I'm speechless

I won't write myself
Or describe the hell of you
I've left the words fall
Down the hall and pass through
I won't hide the truth

I'd love to lose control
Somewhere you could never find
Maybe in your life
Broken confidence
Why would I let you climb my legs
With dirty steps?

I'd open your wounds
To keep this conversations alive
I'd do it for thousand times
Your oppressed regret
Around my oppressed individuality
The gag of reality

One day
When you talk, not just speak
When I'm strong, not so weak
When you'd know, not just see
When I'll exist, not just be
When you live, and not just breathe
I know we'll see the truth