self reflection of internal afflictions
who am I trying to kid right?
a phony on an imaginary pony?
who am i trying to convince?
my mind ?
my heart ?
the people who don't give a fuck anyway.
who am I trying to please
the true self screaming to be freed
the temporary society I place myself in?
who is this person that i am trying to be?
who is this girl who hides hear fears and shortcomings
who fakes it in the hope of making it
who am i ?
why do i give a fuck what you think
why do your opinion matter so much
are you going to be with me in 5 years
probably not right?
so who am i
why am i asking you this?
a rhetorical projection of the truth i try and run away from
a shadow of the hypocrite trying to quit
the after taste of bitter-ed decisions
or the attempts of the work in progress
the try and try again s
the re-occurrence of lessons not learned
find out who you are and do it on purpose
don't give a fuck and live
this is a selfish generation
and it' okay
for what the heart is full of the life will flow over of
what is true can never stay hidden
what is pure can never be killed