Carry on

If I could, I'd put it all down - for others to see 
But what would be left - of the secrets of me
The story unfolds - deep in the well
Carry on, walk by - there is nothing to tell

Look, but don't touch - take it in with your eyes
Paint your own picture - tell your own lies
Many a good tale - does not pass the test
Often the truth - is left just to rest

She 's not talking - but has plenty to say
Often second guessing - the decision to stay
Stand firm, don't waiver - feet planted on ground
Rise up, hold on - To the truth you are bound.
BjM 9-15-13