Transparent

The surest evidence
Of the fact that
I have grown up
Came when i began
To decipher
The expressions
Body language
Of people who
Tell you one thing
But act another way
Tortured souls that
Think their words
Tell the whole story
And that they are not
Giving themselves away

Looking back
I can only wonder
How transparent my face
And my tensed body
Must have been
All those times i was
Unable to pierce
My cocoon
Suffocated by it
But also thinking myself
Safe in the knowledge that
No one knew of
The storms within me