You know my name.
you see me all the time,
in your dreams and in your visions,
in your words and in your rhymes.
it's always there,
and you can't escape it,
you did this to yourself,
and now you really hate it,
but all that emotion,
you cannot save it,
bottle it up and bury it,
or turn around and face it.    

you tell people stories,
expecting them to believe you,
but when they turn their backs,
it's the people that deceive you,
so you try and laugh it off,
anything to get through,
try and laugh it off,
pretending not to be you.

It's not much, but it just sort of flowed out over these past few minutes i'm not sure that i'm done with it, i might tweak it a bit and add some stuff. But, so far, let me know what you think!