In this pressing moment I see you
staring into the eyes of a corrupted  sheltered soul,
keep your scares close to you because you cant let go  
they live with you,and have been inside of you,
its nothing to you,but nothing thinks something of you
smeared mascara  mess,in your summer dress
dressed to impress,living no regrets
so rough jaded stone, restrain from being a lover
I can read the book with out even opening the cover
it hasn't taken long for me to discover
the ink may be smeared but the message is clear
another, sheltered corrupted mind,
not sure I can get behind
such beauty with hidden crimes,
and innocent little white lie,  
the lines are drawn, and I can see between
but will I cross or stand upon them in the wolfs den
staring into the eyes of the demon
wake up now, you are not dreaming
YOUR world is all you know,
you must step out of the comfort zone
the sinners through the first stone,
who would have know
embrace venerability and live prosperously
staring into expecting closed eyes
knowing they will open in due time
after your virginity, all was a compromise
such beauty with hidden crimes, and innocent little white lie
staring into the eyes of a corrupted  sheltered soul,
keep your scares close to you because you cant let go
they live with you,all that has been inside of you
its nothing to you,but nothing thinks something of you
permanently in your skin, the poison sets in
forever remembering the thing that make you die again
they have become the thing that make you thrive to be alive
something you cant see with logical eyes
but only through experience of ignorance
ask questions and make mistakes,even if it leaves a bad taste
we all must learn somehow, and it is never to late
bug eyed rag dolls,burning autumn moon
leaves fall, hues change,they will come back soon
so I see the embers in your eyes, and the vision of you burning
IN MY MIND