Hidden in Honeysuckle
Through the twists and turns
Of honeysuckle vines
Of honeysuckle lies
That cover and hide
The truth I couldn’t see
The truth about me
This personal conspiracy
Decades old
Scope untold
And with tears of rage
And cries of self hate
I seek out the light
I seek out the fight
To do what is right
To become someone
I just might like
