© Mr. Brandon Mcmillan
Hope Mills North Carolina
Written on December 29, 2003
Mistaken by the actions taken by this man..
(with his hands)
Not like the little boy who was a friend..
(no one understands)
Some love remains..
But I never thought I would want to be like you..
Interested with you.
Thinking of your lies as truth.
Everything you wanted…
Hiding behind the face that looks alive.
(one smile this time)
Some say they know the kid inside.
(sacrifice one smile this time)
Tell me what it takes.
To adopt your ways.
To take the pain away.
Don’t have to think twice about being like you.
Now I see, the lie between,
your history, from what I mean,
take some time, to go behind,
the face inside, to paralyze,
I will be what you see,
and what you see is everything
you never want to be…
Running from your face forever.
Hiding from you faith, However.
I need some examining as well.