Appeal Iii

You can never conquer What you never confront, But fearing the confrontation Will make you put up a front But a frontal with no substance Will leave you out on your luck Because what's real will just reveal The truth you shield yourself from When appeal is the goal, Difficult is the race You'll dig yourself in a hole Trying to pick up the pace The weight of pride will drag you down And turn your race to a chase, Trying to run from yourself And inner conflicts you face Always disguising your face With things you think build you up, Ashamed to show who you are Because of how it may look But simply changing the cover Will never change up the book; Inside resides the memory Of the pages you took All of the things that you hide, The lying life you decide Will distill the life from in you, Leaving you broken and dry Living lies will just defeat you And make you ask yourself why; In the end you'll never win No matter how hard you try.