Am I alive or a lie
Staying to true to myself
Or changing with the ebbing tide
A chameleon on hind legs
Walking upright but casting crazy shade
Trying to hide my dealings in the dark
Or manipulating situations from afar
Straddling the white picket fence
Is just going to leave me bleeding again
But I’m split
Personality
A double minded
Reality
A devil
Disguised as me
A potent revelation must come from this
Never trust a fat guy who eats biscuits without something to wash it down
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