You call yourself a friend

But continue to give me a hard time about myself

With all the issues floating in my mind

Take off your ugly mask

Telling me you were sweet and kind

The mixed emotions that continue to lay in my heart

Trying to figure out the real person that lays before me

The mask you still wear still betrays me

Stuck in the selfish arrays of rainbow mixed fantasies

I begin to wonder who you really are 

Only a friend that hides behind the jail cells of words

 No picture to go along with what I thought was a real you

I’m just fed up and tired of the back and forth dilemmas 

The headaches and heartaches of trying to repair fate back together again

I thought in the beginning I had that true friend

But the more you keep the mask on

The more the wall goes up with no expectations of what my words now think about an idol that stands in my presence taking up space

I always wonder what lies between the flesh of your face

But I guess I will never see the real you

A real friend that lies under the misty blues….

Written by Lyrical Passion