If gold is buried, it’s still gold
Even if no one’s looking for it
You don’t need their eyes to know who you are
A tree in winter still has roots
Even when it seems like it’s dying
You’re just holding yourself together
When the world thinks you’ve fallen apart
They won’t understand, they never do
But you don’t need them to
You’re the question & you’re the truth still being written
And one day, they’ll see that too.

KJ 🇰🇪✍🏾📖