We live in a time of so many unspoken truths.
Silent head nods, smiles and winks.
Words cleverly hidden in between the lines
But we really hope people never get it.
We just let out little hints to ease our conscience.
When secrets finally escape and the confinement of our feelings finally cracks.
We pretend as if we had already said our peace
The hesitation we had to answering certain questions
The times we glanced away as we heard our names mentioned
Semi telepathic conversations
Truly distant in the desire to share whatever we want to express.
So now even the blank spaces have a message
The Instagram pictures quoted no caption are a caption
Texts not replied are a reply of their own
Slowly the loyalty of everyone is becoming questioned
As the world becomes paranoid, thinking every soul has hidden bad intentions
Yet maybe it’s just a few bad apples spoiling the basket.