You see the real me and you think its a lie,
Yet when I lie you believe that this is really me.
Time goes on faces pass and no one knows the real me. I opened myself to you yet you tend to disbelieve I cannot hide what is in my eyes I cannot fake this feeling. A lie is a lie but the truth is something more, I show you truth and you think that is my lie. What can I do to make you realize that the person you saw infront of you was the real me? To everyone else I am a lie but with you I was the real me.
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