Behind the shadows of business cues, I quiver
Beneath the suites and firm shakes, I cry
I want to shake it all off and wither
Perhaps to take off the mirage I've put together
I smile, like any smile to you
Underneath lies something new
Perhaps to you, maybe to me too
But I hide it nonetheless, yet here's a clue
Look into my eyes you'll see
The true meaning of the real me
The hidden devil, the wildchild spawn
Cloaked as an angel, the twinkle of dawn
I take it all off, mask and all
As we approach twilight, I heed the call
I reveal the real me to all
Maybe I hide just to fit in
To be what others think of me
To fit the mold they've envisioned as me
As comfortable as it seems, there's really more to see
I bask in the spotlight of who I am not
Yet another part of me is just caught
My big brown innocent eyes
There's more, listen to the cries
The unspoken words
The hidden meaning between
Voices unheard only the void the witness
It is me the devil clutches
As the angels find their matches
The battle begun, and I'm stuck in between
The struggle continues within
A compromise hopefully will be reached
As I try to crawl out of the shadowed ditch
All of which happens behind the shadows
Behind what all can see
The struggle only found if you look within me
Take time, reach out, help me find the equilibrium
Don't just let me falter, don't just let it be
In the shadows that's where it all happens
The war has begun, in rubble what is left is the real me
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