Elusion

What is it in this realness
That you dread so much?
A ghost staring at yourself, let it refine your shape
This sickness, this pain you seek to shun, it permeated
Unbury this forbidden thought
And facing yourself, accept the vision
What happened to you poor kid so that you act like you have been left to rot?
Are you the grin amongst the villains or is it just spiteful and hiding the
pain?
Sing me your apologies
Confess so you can leave clean again
You’ve been led by avoidance and never escaped it
Your acts are reflecting all your tears and you ran away from it
Is it a canvas of fear you see?
Displayed for the world to feel
Dismayed, this selfish conscience staring at yourself
I could give it away