Me In Disguise
What is there to
say besides the words that
describe me written on a single page?
What is there to call
a home
when the life you live
is torn up like a chewed on bone?
the sounds of their voices
and the wrong, hateful
head banging choices are the
only things that kill you down
deep inside, besides the lies
that can't hide because it's rude to
lie to some guy who has been in you life
for quite some time
When he ask if you're okay,
do you stay, stray and don't say the things
that can hurt someone, or him in more than one way?
I don't truly know
should I tell him
or should I say what's on my mind,
in this moment
of precious time?
Should I quit, for a little bit,
or take a while to think and sit?
I don't know.
Someone help, I can't
really yelp, or could I have felt that
it's the right thing to do?
I have no clue, but
if I did, I would say
anything and everything
the holy truth.
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