Honesty

Honesty has one pesky flaw
the jagged rough edges defining its wall
in one hand you hold your plans
your dates your mates your traveling band
that play the tunes that touch your soul
that keep you young and feed the old
but oh the trips that cramp your grip
and loosen the feel of your fingertip
as out come the others
with the words of our brothers
that smother and cover the pride of our mothers.

They catch you quick
return all the chicks
with their kicks and their tricks
just to be in the mix.
and off your a goin
with this false motive showin
and the globe of your self is the only world your knowin

and sooner or later when the beat hits you wrong
and you fall through the floor just to see if you are strong
or decent enough to return to your feet
and carry yourself back to your old street

but before that occurs you've returned to the tour
in search of the cure of a life thats not yours.

So with shoulders flexed
your off to the next
game that they have
but maybe has them
but no ones a savior
they just let themselves in

But its just like a show that you see on a stage
seduces you in just to fill you with rage
and with all this time
that you loose in the slime
cause it just seemed to fit
or the words seemed to rhyme
those that let you be you
got tired of waitin
and off on their roads
and their halls thier'a pacing

running frantic and fast
wondering what did I do
waste a good heart and mind
in the shadows of you.

and just as their ready to be taken from town
is when you ring in from evolved falling ground
but with a new point of view
that at vaguest is true
and you got no excuse to do the things that you do.
but you tell her your sorry for making her blue.

So she takes you back and you keep rolling on
and you share all the feelings that you had when alone
But somewhere in the middle not so east but far from west
Is where it all appears the mountain at its crest

So you offer all you got and you show her promised valleys
you tell her inevitable facts and plotted comfort alleys
In route to the spot
that lies the sacred plot
that at this point has been with you
since you were but a tot.

But she laughs in your face
and fills you with disgrace
and you cant say shes wrong
for not digging up some grace

So you know you've got to go
and you wish her all the best
then you catch up with your friends
they make the damnedest pest
and the cycle remains in a life scared with ease
as you blow through your days
like warm winter breeze

but where will it stop or even settle down
so many rides in so many towns
but all the same scenes just on different days
as up come the walls of this figurative maze

With all roads leading out but drawing people in
and you cant keep track of all the pigs in your pin

So you go on and leave packed light as expected
but the others care less as your chronically dejected.
and onward you go with no one to follow
if its good
if its bad
it is you who will swallow
the truths that you find at the end of your road
that you've searched for so long that you think you'll explode

Then a thought crosses your mind as you try not to look back
that the answers your hunting might be found on your track
and the people you used though spent and confused
payed their dues
just to lose
as they clung to your shoes
were the ones you should affect
Not detect and inspect and avoid like a wreck

Run the risk of giving up all that you were holdin
because you thought you were the best
and that your shoes were golden

But who wants to climb to be left upon a peak
all you had you held inside and never thought to speak
cause when you did you feared the worse you just might be rejected
but when its dark and your all alone your thoughts must be inspected

Because everyone has that same inner voice
though coincidence grabs you and robs you of choice
to lead you down a specific path
and maybe you pick up a skill or a craft
but until you do while your rolling along
seek out the lost and see what is wrong
cause maybe you'll provide direction
for their trip
and catch the answers bold and full
as they erupt from between your lips.