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.: Identity Crisis :....
Why must I play this game?
We go around, asking questions back and forth
Then comes the death sentence: Who am I?
I ponder, thinking of excuses
I put on a fake smile and lie through my teeth
How do you know it's really real? Of course you don't
You'll believe whatever I say, no proof needed
You just accept the lies like they're the truth
But no, they're NOT
My name: It's gone
My age: Is a number
My personality: Is demolished
These lies eat me, day in and day out
At night I stay awake for I can't bear to close my eyes
I've written so many wrongs that need to be right
I need to come clean
You think I'd actually do it? Reveal myself to the world?
There are those fortunate enough to learn the truth
But they never realize it
I wear a mask behind this monitor
One that conceals my real soul
Can you break the shell that your pressure has sealed me in?
Can you remove me from this web of lies?
Or can you help me, simply help me,
Find out who I really am...?
No, no you can't help me
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