Why do i feel deceitful
Not to someone another
But to myself.
The one i should be most true.

**** the faults of my past
I knew they wouldnt last
But this pain that is untrustworthy
Sits on my shoulder and screams
Can you really be hope for this new
Breath that has been shown to the population
Or are you just a dreamer
One who has ego in a corner ready to knock your eye black
Because humility you lack
Worse off than on the road
having yourself a heartattack
These faults stack
Brick by brick and you think they wont stick
But they are held together by irony
Looking to contain you too
Within its walls
Trap you with six sides
Roll you so you could die
And be judged by fate, chance,
And the memories of your success
Falling flat.
Powerless im failing myself
Cant get out of the chair to create inspiration
Its only hesitation,
but its left me in contemplation
Which leaves me with bones that groan
Aching to be shown the world
And to look into the eyes of each boy and girl
Meet each person that i can
Hold up banners and chant out songs
Live life, be strong
But im lost in my own deceit
So only my demons show up when i speak
Spitting out lies
Why am i so meek
i cant shut up,
All i want to do is not speak
But i defend by talking
Act with my walking
And lie
When i find my truth
Which i have felt
Then i know this alternate persona
Of myself, will finally sleep
And ill release it with a breath
a huge sigh of relief