Hiding

Sad little trysts from days gone by
Yes you embark on yet another lie.
Do what you must to find that smile
Give away all you have as you run this last mile.

Break them up where ever you go
Tell yourself it was over so long ago
Try as you may, within the universe of which you can reckon
All they are doing is feasting on sloppy seconds.

The enemy within is the one that you hide
As you construct every ridiculous meticulous lie
Is reality that bitter ? Does your life fall so short ?
That you need to sit there and systematically the truth distort.

You will always be happy, but with only a fools gold
Hiding your face at large is what is foretold.
And if that is what pleases you , then do it you must
Till bones become ashes and hair turns to dust.

Always, Keep it Real.

~ by koc1978 on September 7, 2007.