Even though I'm ruined
I still hide
Even when I'm beautiful
I still hide
The devil in me
The hated whispers
The positivity
It's all fake!
Okay, it's fake
So?
What do you care?
None cared before
Why should you?
Don't you have better things to do than
Deal with devil like me
I'm protecting you
I'm protecting my family
I'm protecting my friends
And sorry if I'm depressed
But it's easy to tell me stuff
Because you, you don't know
What I've done
What I've said
What I've thought
What I've seen
You don't know my past
So, I want you to know
I'm protecting you
From the devil
And the devil
Is me
YOU ARE READING
Fading Whispers
PoetryA song is thoughts, thoughts are the heart. Well, here is my song, my thoughts, my heart.
