The me of me is melted,
With the truth of true,
As the wind whistles,
To me through,
Aftermath of painful lies,
is becoming permanent,
Behind my smiles..
I hide my fears,
Behind my laugh..
I feel those tears,
Have a dark secret i cannot tell,
Sometimes I feel it's much more..
Then wizard's spell,
I can be called fake..
and the more I go the more it ache,
Seen beyond dark,
Lived behind bright,...