By Stella Mathioudakis
In a world where truth is an option
Where rather than fact crave reaction
Listen
We talk, and talk, and talk
Over
Each other
In order to bond or release
But my eyes have seen another
That’s made me another be
Freeze my thoughts when mouth opens
And turn red line to a dot
Now sitting
Typing
Eyes wide open
I found hope and
It makes sense
All this past I forgot
In a world where truth is an option
Where I know, that you know, that I know, that it's not
And all that is made meets corruption
It’s times like these it is out in the open
One step still
All this past we forgot
To kill eyes that long built up mine
To stand by as our waters dry
To make crime of a broken mind
To take pride in a hateful lie
It’s times like these it is out in the open
All of this
In a world where truth is an option