Filter or Cage?

Just thoughts

Oh the expressions of the souls we love to deplore

They make haste to voice their thoughts, their bias

Their unbridled jealousy, their possessive makeup 

Tainted temperament spilling out to absorb regard

And yet-

Those of us cursed with sickeningly sweet self-suppression

Riddled with similar thoughts, the same embedded faults

But driven by careful character and meddling morality

We choose not to act, we dare not to vocalize vexations

Here's to us in our shell stew, stroking decade-long restraint 

Eyeing, at times, the glimmer in the compiled humanity

At least they have an outlet