I act in a way you’ll never figure out
how much I messed up and how messed up
I am.
Can’t you see how sincere the smile on my face is?
Can’t you feel the sarcasm in the previous statement?
I preach the truth, but I am a lie, an illusion,
a stranger to my own heart, my existence is a
foreign body on this planet.
But I don’t want you to leave so you will never know,
I will never reveal the secrets sheltered under my skin.