My world
The truth shall set you free.
My daily message in church
What really is the truth?
Steven,
What you really hiding from the world?
I pride myself of a perfect life
The obedient servant
Everyone's Go-to kinda guy
This really is a lie.
Am full to the brim.
My skeletons are punching holes in my conscience
Nothing truly is hidden under the sun.
It's time to be free
From every shackle,
And every chain
Please don't hate me.
Beware of the quite ones
They are masters of deceit
Carefully dissecting one's thoughts
Waiting for the right moment to pounce.
And "Waiting" am gifted at.
Steven,
Spill your guts out
Relieve yourself of these burdens
It does no good holding on
Shine the light to all your dark spots
Those twisted fantasies you harbour
Scary,
But sexy
No one can judge you
No one dares judge you
So easy for you to think.
The world is filled with "roaming souls"
One little leak,
And the entire human race is at your front door.
This isn't the time.
They not ready to know me
I probably should hold on to my thoughts
This little version is quite appeasing
Am truly sorry.
Am shit scared of the outcome.
I guess I need more spine.
One more night sleeping with the lies,
Don't think it hurts that bad.
But again,
Am totally numb to feelings now.
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