You found me out, a slip of my tongue and now you know what lies beneath, a shallow shell of what I was. Jaded and mislead by trusting eyes. Can you keep a secret? I guess we'll see... Truth be told I wish I could spit out to the world and let the repercussion come smack me back in the face. Instead I stay below the radar of society's judging glare fake a smile and say it okay. If no one knows then they can't change.. become that fake robot thats always searching looking to see if Im gonna break today. Mini psychotherapists with their conclusion and 5 minute therapies of let it go and just dont do it. they'll never understand this drive in me to self destruct. just remember though behind blue eyes lies everything.....dig through the mess and eventually you can find me
