Don't assume what your eyes see as the truth? You say you don't judge but refuse to read the book.


 I hide behind the smiles that your eyes see all the time, you hide behind the lies that your Tongue speaks all the time.


You hollow and shallow and as "Rotten as they come, you paint a perfect picture as perfect as they come. 


Your eyes see me as a bag of broken bones, my eyes look inside me and see a heart of gold.


My eyes look inside you and wish that I was you, but than they look inside and see the rot that grows in you.


Ain't it strange that your book always looks so perfect and new? No stains or torn up pagers why you ashamed to be you?


See my book is in the corner the one looking broken battered and bruised. I ain't ashamed of it so go ahead open it up have a read take a look.


From every letter to every word to every line that you read, the story ain't so shallow as you thought it would be.


You label me ******* strait out of the gutter skip, but you forget that you two faced so "Rotten as ***** as it gets.


The truth really hurts when it's spoken as the truth, this poem is done speaking ask your self who are you?


JidosReality 27.3.15