Find My Truth
I see the page, I see the lines
I fall into the abyss
I wake in a world of truth
A peeling of the facade
Searching for bliss, atonement from my sins
Is there a mask I hide behind?
Is there a mask we all hide behind?
Double meanings as I sift through finding more than intended
Expressions lost in waves of pressure from the ones I love
Asking the hard questions
My heart is ripped with truthful answers
If you want to find me, don't look where I am
The words I say to you are not the right
My love, my sorrow, my anger will be revealed
Where the pages and lines
Meet up to spit the truth.
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