The Mind of Truth...

No lies can survive in the mind of truth.

The perception/deception, the way you can't cheat yourself.
It's all false, well, you hope it is.
You need it to be, for the sake of your own sanity.
I urge you however, to reconsider this reality.
This man-made, ill-constructed plain, where we would still feel required to ask ‘What is freedom?’
What kind of reality is that?
How is that ‘real’? Who said it was?

No lies can survive in the mind of truth.

The cracked mirrors reflect back a distorted figure of one's ‘self’.
The real you? Not quite.
The you that your eyes see...
The you you never wanted to be.
The you that reminds you of me.
The denial, underpins the passive-aggression and the hatred, the fear and the anguish.
You don't want to admit who you are... You've buried that deep within.
But I'm there, still, under your skin.

No lies can survive in the mind of truth.