To The Eye

Maybe she lied in your eyes,
But the only way to wonder who it really was,
With a thousand lies,
Unfaithful thoughts make the worst mistake,
Take it to the spot where the part happened, is this a story?
Or a mystery,
Not really sure how to solve this mindful playground,
I know I wish I could change my appearence,
But I can't always make you happy,
Can't you see what's the problem?
The problems an dislikes of me to you,
Are ruinning your liking of this disease,
Can you really see the true me,
Make this wound a pleasent touch,
Your always going to be unhappy with this human form of mine,
But to you, I am different,
To them I am another sheep of a imagonary friend,
No matter how you dislike my looks,
I'm staying this way until thy end.





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