These Eyes, Realeyes, Real Leyes
Along time ago, we shared one thing
A story, a story of our own
We have no pens, we have no pencils
No erasers, hell, not even paper
Only a life, scripted by wills
Wills of me, wills of those around me
Some positive, others negative
Building up walls, walls in my mind
Where solitary confinement, feels like home
But home isn’t here, here isn’t for me
These glasses though, they don’t block the sun
They block mouths, unable to see the lies
The lies of the wicked and the wretched
This mind, unkind, blind to the lies, so blind
Feeling beneath my skin, getting so close
Now unravel the lies that lie on the surface
But, it can’t feel, the feeling it can’t
Can’t feel alive, can’t feel to die
It can feel the lies though
The lies that don’t make us feel
That make us feel, feel like us
Feeling like his, saying I’m okay, I’m fine
I’m fine, I’m okay, can you feel them now
Can you, can you feel the lies
The lies between the lines of our lives
(2013)
