Changing

Silence my revelation because you are grasping at self-preservationMemories long ago painted over and rewrittenFor you it was nothing but a moment, a passing secondBut my trust and world view were shaped through your hesitationWatching as your shoulders tense and jaw clenchInstantaneously you are on the defenseMy thoughts are not meant to spark an argumentGuilt is filtering my every word into offence
So, I hold my hands up making my point and keeping my calmUnder the rug sweeping is how to keep history repeatingRound and round we go like the refrain of a songPurpose getting lost with our voices competing
Heels dug deep into your mound of justificationsFamily is family not to mention the cultural expectationsWhat happens at home stays at home, or so the saying used to goI hear you, I promise I do, and I understand all the explanations
Times were differentAcknowledging that fact is easyI am not sitting here blaming or seethingHistory is history. I’m just asking you to join me in changing
We must be willing to learn from the pastAllowing each generation to be better than the last
Things unspoken will forever remain broken