All of us have their own lies
But does conscience enfold you by someone’s eyes?
A mask covered the fake side of my face
But God communicate me in His different ways
Let the rain fall when I started to cry
Embracing me when His wind passes by
Healing my grief by every tear
The whispers of hope is what I hear
My knees was pulled by the ground
And His eyes was what I found
My naked truth was only seen by Him
His only eyes can sight what’s been kept within
I have my secretly dull and reasonable lies
But still conscience enfold me by His own eyes
Composed by unnamed soul
1 comment:
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