Behind The Smile

Who am I ?

One asked, who am I..

I asked myself the same question...

I couldn't tell by my flaws or imperfections...

The smile on my face is just hurt and neglection.

The past was always the past ...

I knew it would never last

It happened so fast that now

I don't know who I am or who I am not.

I'm a dreamer

I believe those who seek will find..

and those who find will know

They know what they see just like me...

or am I blind?

In love with a dream

I'm not sure if I am awake.

Pinch me now so it won't be to late.

I see the wrong but, I feel the good I know in my heart this ain't would it should

Unless Bad means Good, and Good means Bad

Sounds kind of Cliche but,

We play the role that's set upon us.

The world is corrupt.

All races all kinds...

I try to judge others but, mine ain't to fine

We need to open our eyes

and see whats going on,

Some of us swear we living happily under the sun...

Don't be naive to the game you know after all that sun someday its going to rain and pour

and then you'll sit back and wonder

Was life meant to be anything more.

Don't turn your back on whats wrong

and just try to make it right

because at the end you'll realize its a lonely fight.