Disguise/By: Haunted Lunacy

The world outside surrounds me, with bitterness and shame.
The disguise I wear, it grounds me, but inside I'm not the same.
The pain it takes to fake a smile, rips me from the interior.
I crawl away to the shadows for awhile, where I feel less inferior.

all the things I can never be,
all the things I can never feel,
all of myself I can never shed,
this fucked up prison inside my head.




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