Am I really always misunderstood
or is it an encryption I have created
to protect the truths
and secrets bestowed upon me?
Am I really difficult to love
or have I tucked my heart away
from the cold on my sleeve?
Why am I even dwelling on these questions,
when the answers come to me in my sleep?
Am I really failing
to keep it within me?

Do I really fail to hide it
out of my rage and concerns?
or do I really miss the way
I should be faking it?
Why is the truth always bitter when the lie is always sweet?
Why do we have to wear masks on our faces when their beauty should be seen? I just wanted that beautiful world which I always dream of.
There is no such masks or matte
to bury the truth beneath.

Why you are trying to blind the truth when you know it will all come out one day? Is it ironic that you seek light but yet you move in the dark?
It's not your failure or lose but a trap you have put yourself in.

We all seek to find answers to questions we already know truths of, a quest that takes one far when it should actually take one deep.
But one will never know their
in the presence of truth once they feel fear. So to know your truth,
you have to conquer your fear...


( Special Thanks to @trufstrated.thoughts for putting this together )


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