I wear upon myself a suite
A cloak, disguise to hide the truth
where fragile broken pieces lay
Of which I find myself today
I lay inside a maze of lies
in which I’ve told to keep disguised
the truth that hides behind the man
is not who they all think I am
the maze I’ve built in self defence
has now become a life sentence
its filled with demons kept inside
of all the things that I despise
there is no way to hear my plea
in which I wish to be set free
instead I get, eternity
With the troubles that I hide
My […]