I am the treasure
I am the treasure, I am the gold I am it, I am the treasure, I am the gold For years I've wondered aimlessly seeking Running from fears, many screams in my ears Voices, noises, loud sirens in the sound of my feelings Letting me know the truth I was taught to ignore I am it, I am the treasure, I am the gold Mountains cold summits, down I walk With no price, nothing, I lost my pride Up I went running from fears yet to many screams I still returned No peace, no rest, ever seeking and running and screeching Its the truth I am taught to abhor I am it, I am the treasure, I am the gold When the body has grown weary of the journey The journey of the seeker's belly, a thirst, a trist A disappointment, an unfulfillment, a sigh of resignation When all you've known has proven futile When life invites you to another truth you dare not speak about Okay, perhaps speak about it just not out loud Okay, perhaps out loud just not to certain people Okay, perhaps to ever