Mar 2011
Trapped inside a nest of lies,
Raging against the sea and skies,
I run from prying hands and eyes
but am faced with what i most despise:
A Truth that I cannot disguise.
Raging against the sea and skies,
I run from prying hands and eyes
but am faced with what i most despise:
A Truth that I cannot disguise.
Several years old but I like the rhythm in it.
