Everyone’s overflowing with something

What’s really inside is always fighting to get out

For some that means, spending everyday trying not to burst at the seams

To keep the loneliness hidden, the bitterness caged, the anger chained

Others find freedom in what’s seeping from their pores, radiating in their smiles, maybe even showcased in their tears

Not pressured into living within the lines, nor creating their own path

They live as they should, not allowing space for skeletons and secrets

But making their way encountering disappointments as well as dream come to fruition

Not faking fulfillment, not fighting failure

A life lived youthfully, truthfully and fruitfully

You’ve got a gleam about you or you’ve got a gloom

No one’s presence is leaves a space unaffected

You reap what you sow and you seep what you grow