Transparency
Transparency is freeing
They say
Who's "They"
And what do they know?
Is their freedom in fear?
Is their freedom in betrayal?
Is their freedom in broken hope?
Is their freedom, really
In being so exposed?
Is their freedom in bleeding exposure?
Is their freedom in public tears?
Is their freedom in posted pain?
Is their freedom, really
In connecting through transparency?
I feel more caged than ever
Wincing away from mistakes
That have grown too big
Too damning
Too harming
Too permanent
So, freedom in transparency?
Yeah, maybe, but only if
I welcome the reality
Because it's going to hurt
It's going to hurt
And people will know I'm hurting,
That I failed so completely
I actually went and made things worse
For others
This is the gift of transparency
Truly, the gift of its freedom
As my own guilt
Puts me in a cage
So then I cry out
Oh, woe is me
And people will hear me
Through the transparency
But I did the damage
I am owed no pity
Deserve no state of woe
And people will know
They know
Because I let them
Welcome to freedom
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