If I had a gun to my head
“Tell me the truth,” the man said
“Believe you or not in our God?”
What in the world would I say?
Would I give myself away?
Or would I keep up the façade?
In truth, I don’t know
And I won’t, till it’s so
I concede that I know that I’m flawed
But still, I will say
As I tuck pain away
I’d take reality over this fraud
So many things they don’t know
Cause I’m so good at the show
The mask I wear might as well be my skin
But when I peel it all back
All the white turns to black
I don’t even know where to begin
Why’s there no wife and no kids?
Let’s bet, I’ll take all of your bids
That the truth isn’t near what you think
This is only Act One
I do not do this for fun
But sure, I’ll shake hands with a smile and wink
And until business is closed
I’ll keep my day-self composed
But in the shadows, my mind is aware
In the dark it will change
That’s how my life I arrange
If you don’t like that sorry; laissez faire