It’s all an act…
I can see right through it…
Calm façade…
Emotionally ruined…
Or emotionally void…
So your guards stay up…
Protecting your pride..
Ending things too abrupt…
I can look into your eyes..
And see the real you..
The one that’s hiding behind the
disguise..
Of a real cool dude..
A cocky young gentleman…
With the picture perfect image…
Outside the world is in your
hands..
But somehow the inside is
unfinished…
You’ve mastered the art of being
alone..
Comfortable within..
Protecting your heart..
So no need to mend…
Shallow situations..
You keep them as friends..
Treating love like a chore..
But I know you want more…..
