Someone Under Everyone


schizophrenic suicide, but who is due to die
is it me or him, the one within,
the one who frowns or the one who grins
there's someone under eveeryone,
no one is ever as they appear
what the mirror reflectd, I chosse to reject
I hide it inside, in myself I fear

tell me? what do you see?
tell me? what do you see in me?

just a sheep in wolf's clothing
filled with hate, filled with self loathing
for no one seems to see me,
see me as I really am
not a paragon, nor an adonis
not a violent man I promise,
but affectionate and caring,
I'm an honest, loving man

misery is a lonely state,
and one I know so well
just an island of emotion,
in a self tormenting hell
once again the bottle I try hard to cast,
a simple plea for some help from outside
though I wait in hope I know it's all in vain,
for I never put the message







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