Sometimes

Sometimes hiding is better than being visible or noticed

Because on the surface where everything can be seen

Lies anger topped off with tears.

Sometimes knowing nothing is better than something or everything

Because in the mind where everything is thought

Lies confusion twisting itself into knots.

Sometimes lusting is better than loving or longing

Because in the heart where everything is felt

Lies an ache that never vanishes.

Sometimes silence is better than noise or words

Because in the booth where everything is heard

Lies pain that keeps replaying.

Sometimes lying is better than honesty or truth

Because on the tongue where everything is spoken

Lies cuts that slowly heal.

And sometimes simulation is better than reality or actuality

Because on the inside where everything is broken … Lies an outside that seems ok.

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