By Nazli Islam

Honesty is hard to come by

When all of our thoughts have been

Commodified

Bought and sold and traded

A high price for truth

But I’m giving it all away for free

I’m showing you all my soul,

Willingly

Once all the words have been bled

It will be easier to close my eyes

If I know that I have

tried

I don’t really care

about their lies