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Bulletproof liar
You all expect me to be so strong,
How can the world be so wrong,
Why can't you just let me be,
Don't you see what it's doing to me,
Can't you see how weak I am,
How my life is one big sham,
Husband, son, father, brother,
Friend, colleague, even lover,
How much meaning in each name,
When my head is so full of shame,
You all deserve so much more,
My life, my misery, rotten to the core,
Hope and ambition was abound,
Now I'm lost and can't be found,
All my passion striped away,
And in my sadness you all do pay,
I can never say this all out loud,
I am so weak, but still too proud,
You think that I am doing fine,
But cannot hear these thoughts of mine,
The snarls, the growls, the weeping moan,
The hopeless emptiness that my mind does groan,
I still love you all so much,
But I am in a place that you can't touch,
A place that is dark, putrid and sick,
A place that makes this wise man thick,
For I know that talking will help to heal,
But all my words just seem to congeal,
My lips never reveal the truth,
To all of you I must seem bulletproof.
How can the world be so wrong,
Why can't you just let me be,
Don't you see what it's doing to me,
Can't you see how weak I am,
How my life is one big sham,
Husband, son, father, brother,
Friend, colleague, even lover,
How much meaning in each name,
When my head is so full of shame,
You all deserve so much more,
My life, my misery, rotten to the core,
Hope and ambition was abound,
Now I'm lost and can't be found,
All my passion striped away,
And in my sadness you all do pay,
I can never say this all out loud,
I am so weak, but still too proud,
You think that I am doing fine,
But cannot hear these thoughts of mine,
The snarls, the growls, the weeping moan,
The hopeless emptiness that my mind does groan,
I still love you all so much,
But I am in a place that you can't touch,
A place that is dark, putrid and sick,
A place that makes this wise man thick,
For I know that talking will help to heal,
But all my words just seem to congeal,
My lips never reveal the truth,
To all of you I must seem bulletproof.
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