I hate hypocrites.
They act one way put their mask on and they disguise who they are.
They put a front.
I am this way in front of you yet I am another person.
Who am I?
Its as if you are playing a game of guess who.
You can describe the person and their physical traits,
but you never know who's card is it really.
Im sorry Im boring
I try to hold myself with class,
and act as if nothing bothers me,
when in reality its eating me
I can't make sense of it, I really wish I could.
I wish I could make sense of my feelings,
but what are feelings?