Some say I’m warm
And inviting
Like Liquor on a lonely night

When my friends leave
And my family’s off to bed
I’m sentenced to face myself
Through everyone I’ve mislead

Above my face releases
The sight of being nice
But journey under my skin
And realize I’m cold as ice

I can’t help the disguise
Connected to my skull
It hides the real me
The one put away unconsciously

I don’t want anyone to see
What’s not the best of me

As I sit up I stare
At the blank walls
The dark closet

It’s 8 O’clock again
Time to go
Make sure my dark soul doesn’t show
-Cnk