If I could show myself inside out
you could see the beauty of all
everything hidden and all the love I behold.
If I could hang my feelings around my neck
everyone would see without a doubt
that only my body it’s turning old
and hate or jealousy only a speck
let out to dry in my gentle soul.
If my heart could become crystal clear
it would show all the empty spaces
left from past lovers and people dear.
If my mind was open for all to see
it would show remembered faces
and untold stories and hidden pain
or how my life was supposed to be.
But this flesh a cloud over my light
keeping me hidden struggling in vain
when willing to give up without a fight.