i dreamt i was a heroine

i've got a lot to say - expose the secrets of our day - maybe it will clear the way for something we don't have to fear but i cannot find an ear that will listen to what it will hear so i'll just walk away leave you to your coward's parade marching off to die and decay i may not outlive you by a year but i've outlived you every day and every single breath i take i can't help but smile while you sneer i can't help but cry while you cheer but i understand what you don't cohere and i understand why i've got a lot to say - so much it kills me every day but there could never be a time or place for me to let the words escape their sanctuary in my brain the only place they can be safe until they're not