all the time i feel like im undercover. you dont know who i am or what i have in store. i might be someone you know and i might just be your worst nightmare. i have a hole in my heart and a bounce in my step that conseals my identity to the full extent. i always wondered why i am one of the many few that try to hide their identitys from the world and i discovered
i am myself and i dont want my true self to be seen
letting my self be seen could expose weakness
it could expose fear
so every morning when i wake up, i put on my face, i put on my clothes
and my soul being, perpose is hidden from the outside world.
i will lie that i am happy
i will scream my brain's lies
and i will hide myself from the fake world that i live in. the world where everyone is a criminal
and i am undercover
 Keirae Huruma · Sat Oct 13, 2007 @ 07:02pm · 0 Comments |
