what you can compare your self to |
i am like a book with many (faces or cheaters) no two (faces or cheaters) are a like drama, mystery disturbed, loving caring, depressed and honest that is what and who i am you never know what you will get you don't know who i am because i hind ever thing i hind from myself passed and the ones i love tragedy rains down on me like bricks on my chest crouching me till i brake down and cry because i cant take it no more so i do bad things things i shouldn't do i wish i bag for me to die i am a book once you start to read me you cant stop i am a book that changes ever time you open me i will never tell you ever thing for who i am or anything i hind in lies lies i cant get out of the lies get easier to say and the truth gets harder to say i don't know any more where the truth begins and the lies end so i stay in my shill where i am safe so i think i hind from harm but i cant hind from it because it always find s its way in so when the truth comes out and all the lies end i am standing here here on a road a road i once knew the road starts to fad away and the darkness starts to cover the road and ever thing i thought i knew so i am a book |