Laughters , the smile , all white lies.
Happy faces, discern the hidden vice.
Profanity, of loving with no price.
Enwreathed by contour and the silent cries.
When you say , stay , its life ; they replied.
Again i dream and again i fight.
Why and what am i doing it for?
Screech of pain , how to hasp the door?
Hatch of mendacity to live more,
Answer , i am here to explore.
Fortify me from the distorted love, everyday i pray
Again i shout ; Can you hear me, hey.
Credence , from where to start?
Echo’s never been a part.
Maybe , being real is now an art.
I scraped my head and damn, that night i laughed so hard.