If you knew me or could see me,
What would you really find ?
Inside my soul, within my earth.
Beneath the dirt, among the worms.
In the darkness of my wonderland
Would you see the best in me
And hold it to the light
Or could you find the worst of me
The bits I seek to leave behind
Poker faces where made to lie
Your words chew at me from he inside,
Hands wash clean.
Clowns and jokers scream obscene.
Is this really me?
