A couple of weeks old. It’s something I felt I had to write.
I am a fake, the pretending
A flake- and all deceiving
You can’t believe the gleams in eye
They could be tears I’ve told to lie
All I have to quiet dead-
Your hopeful lies swelling my head
And to ignore, I have your glance
At me, willing another chance
To separate my thoughts and yours
I hide my truths behind these doors
And I stay fixed upon the earth
And wear away all I am worth.