• Fake

    Sometimes all I have are the words In my head that I use too describe me

    and how I feel inside, but how do you describe the feeling you getwhen your life is nothing but a fabrication of your own

    sick mind? How do you explain the truth behind

    all your empty promises and your wasted shattered youth, when you're all alone and you feel so lost...

    what do you have to hold on to when you truly have Nothing

    how can I describe the sorrow of knowing that tomorrow is one step closer to another false day?

    My smile hides my truth from people

    But how long can I keep this up?

    My prevalent deception

    My Pale eyes along with a blank expression,I wander through clouds of indescribable by isolation

    My flaws occupy my mind with either hate or disgust.

    One thing is certain and will be for always;change in time forbids movement.

    yearning for others acceptance

    help me open up, just a little more.

    I am withering a way with my leading act

    Forever secluded to reside alone

    As this person I hate.

    My true self locked away behind a grin

    A perpetually false smile will be my own ending.