April 9, 2009
Nobody's real.
Just images in my head.
A matter which I can feel.
We've all been mislead.

Nobody's here.
They are all gone.
There is a liar standing in the mirror.
That hasn't been fond.

Nobody's gonna care.
About the scars that show on your body.
As you stand there bare.
To show everyone and everybody.

Nobody's real.
They are just images that aren't kind.
That float around as you kneel.
You ask, am I loosing my mind?

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