The Truth

"You helped me a lot"
He confesses
Me, help?
Little did I know
That showing the side of me
The one with feelings
And emotions, cut hard into glass
Would help him see the other side
And be more comfortable with himself
By matching these emotions with music
One piano note at a time
I had no idea that
Soft crescendoes of hope, of misery, of light, of dark
Played in a single melody
Would help him understand that
Emotions are not a source of weakness,
But a source of truth.