Them.

rumors.

The things that you say,

All of the lies that you create-

Have no effect on the hard exterior that I portray;

Because the skeletons in my closet

Are far worse than any story you can make .

I stay silent because I can’t change your mind.

I am whoever you think I am

The truth will only cloud our perception;

The one that you have made

But, if you just stopped,

Stopped for one moment;

Stepped out of your world

And into mine,

Past the one way mirror,

You might get a glimpse of what I see-

Of what I hear.

But you might get lost,

Lost in the webs of lies

Trapped behind the walls

That keep everybody else away

But, at least you would see the truth

The truth of your own world

From my eyes.

Because what you think you know

Is almost always a lie.

And i'm still here, misunderstood.

Reviews

[zainul]

Depicted the character of a liar with the riddle of words.
Completely captivated me.