I look at you, watch you
and I see the words of your soul
painted brightly in your expression.
Like a novel I can read your thoughts
and see your emotions flash in your eyes.
You don’t know but I can still see them.
You try to hide but the colours only get brighter.
I hold my hand out to you
but you ignore it like everything else.
You only continue hiding in plain sight.
For once take the hand I give you
grip it tightly as you show the words
painted brightly on your expressive face.
Take my hand and I will guide you
to a place where you don’t need to hide.