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lie

i act but that's all i got left
to keep myself same
from my own emotions, i don't want no help
from anybody but i'm getting them
from everybody but i feel no shame
cause i haven't asked them from anyone
and now i ain't got no home
and my hearts turned into stone
and after years of hone-
ning my skills
I've finally succeed
in letting my head
taking over my heart
cause once broken and hurt heart
only gives bad advice
so we should only listen to it in trifle
amount
I've learned to ignore the sounds
the voices in my head
that speaks of hatred
I've learned to lie
so high that even the sky
despises me, i like to hide
the monster in me
the one no one must ever see
-yakaa: jujaa


  

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