I look too serious, call me delirious
I am too quiet, but they never seem to defy it
I seem too angry, can you really blame me?
Because I am in a world
Where love and peace no longer exist,
How much longer until I call it quits?
The world defines me
As being the real me,
But they only see the reel me.
In reality: I hurt, I cry, and I feel.
Those three I dare not to deny.
Words are just words,
But they encompass me like a never ending herd
Words judge me
So much, they unnerve me
But I have to be brave
And behave as if I am sane
I truly wish for perfect bliss
But that seems unachievable in
A world that is amiss
Regardless, I stand tall and smile
Even if for a little while.