Rug Sweeper

I used to be a rug sweeper

I used to brush my feelings away;

Sweep them under the carpet to be faced with another day.

I’d paint a huge smile on my face

Pretend it was all okay

Used to believe that ignoring reality, would make it all go away

When I decided to stop rug sweeping

They called be a drama queen

They didn’t like the home truths I told them

Or the fact that I wouldn’t wipe the slate clean

You can’t hide away forever

You can’t keep lying to yourselves

You can’t box your emotions and keep them on the shelf

So now I speak my mind

My circle has gotten smaller

I have lost a lot of people around me

I don’t care because I am standing taller