I want to disappear.
not physically, but mentally.
I don't want anyone to know me.
it would be so easy.

I write a line,
Erase last two,
I express an emotion,
Suppress a few,
I sing a lyric,
Feeling what's true,
I tell myself every morning,
That things will be new.

A frustrated twisted reality,
Of this stereotypical world,
A heart bleeding sobriety,
From the pleasures of this hurl,
A disguised guilty serenity,
Of the troubled mind,
Pages of despise and displeasure,
From the demise of the shrine.
A cry of trying to arise,
A tale of present,
Presented in my reign!
A reality so different!