Its a busting ***** that you cant see. The heart doesn't feel literally what the mind creates. But in this chest is something true and it can never be expressed. Stay in hiding worthless thoughts. Only meant to be felt in lonesome.
I will always wear my poker eyes.
Clever disguise, fairly transparent.
It would be best to hide my words somewhere in the waves.
The ocean never speaks my secrets.
She keeps them dear, she keeps them clear.
If i run away to forget it all. Return when life chooses to end me.
For it all will never matter then.
You will never know.
Oh red ***** about to bust,
I will throw this out before you rust.
Mind, be done creating. Because i wont feel it anyway.