Haunted..
it seems as though the road is rough,
but if i dont take it my heart will stay corrupt,
it seems as though enough isnt enough,
it seems as though like a cd it gets buffed,polished,the stains go away,
as if there were no past scratches of it displayed,
but the truth is just because it seems as though the past scratches weren’t there,
it doesnt mean inside of my heart i’m not wounded,hurt,and scared,
just like most people you judge a book by its cover,
why dont you try judging if its a hater or a lover,
you cant go based on the cover,
you have to discover,
is the heart metal or flexible rubber,
so will you take the time,
and see what lies behind those doors,
and see the real me,starting from the core.
