Resurface

If every ugly scar we hid
Every vice we buried
Resurfaces unprecedented,
Would we be able to stay unbothered?
Heads straightened?
Would life go on, unchanged?
Uninterrupted?

If all the internal perceptions we contemplated,
(Revised, edited, and confirmed),
Were to break out
To sneak a peek
Through the pores of our skin
Every chance they get,
Could we have survived,
Remained composed,
In the wavering tides?

Or

Is life filled with tales
Of resurfaced tokens
We simply cruise through?