Mask

My eyes can only see

What you present to me

Yet your soul's aura tells the story.

Love is love is love is love

In any category

We learn to lie to complete life

Through the eyes to be perfect .

Our souls suffer from inside.

The bigger the lie the deeper the hurt gets.

In the eyes of the Lord you do no wrong, you are his angel child.

In the eyes of others the deceit

Shows in your aura and in your smile.

Hidden truths are just what they are, hidden not to be seen.

But the truth is still hovering above every lie in between.

Does that make you feel better to rewrite your history?

Or does it add to the pain of your suffering and misery?

God knows the truth for every lie told.

To contradict him, would be rather bold.

So continue to live a lie,

For all the world to see.

Then cover your future with the same disguise that you wore in your history.