Words of good advice & reestablishment of self-confidence flow like the sands of time
However on the inside only words of self-loathing, deprication, and ridicule can be found
No positive emotions are near
Whilst I run head long into the black of negativity
Minutes & days pass as i die a bit more inside
What to do what to say
I cannot see the proper way
Putting on an act to hide the fact that I'm so broken & cracked
The façade is paper thin and I feel people peering right in
So ugly is mine soul that others run & hide
Only one solution presents itself
Pretend to be what I'll never be
Pretend to be what I'll see
