Illusions
Pretend not to notice.
Pretend you don’t see.
Protect at all cost
your illusions of me.
Don’t read what I write
on the lines of my page,
you’ll only find flaws
that you’ve long wished away.
Just keep smiling at me,
I’ll keep smiling at you.
You be who you are
and I’ll do what I do.
I’ll try not to let
all the things in my mind
stray far from my pages,
or too out of line.
But I can’t promise much
for my pen won’t allow
the truth to be hidden,
so I don’t know how
I can be who I am,
yet the one who you see.
So protect at all cost
your illusions of me.
And don’t read what I write,
it’s far easier then
to see me through my smile...
instead of my pen.
