What is it in this realness
that you dread so much?
A ghost staring at yourself
Let it refine your shape
This sickness, this pain you seek to shun
It permeated
Unbury
Unbury this forbidden thought
And facing yourself
Accept the vision
What happened to you poor kid
So that you act like you have been left to rot
Are you the grin amongst the villains
Or is it just spiteful and hiding the pain?
Sing me your apologies
Confess
So you can leave clean again
You've been led by avoidance
And never escaped it
Your acts are reflecting all your tears
And you ran away from it
Is it a canvas of fear you see?
Displayed for the world to feel
Dismayed, this selfish conscience staring at yourself
I could give it away
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