They think they know me. Me the solid one, the one who never changes. They think they know me… but they don't. They only know the me that I am willing to show them…they only know the mask that I present to the world.
I've become adept at this deception
I know they don't have a clue. They can't. I've refused to let them in, to let them know me. Because I know that once they know the real me, the me behind the mask, they can hurt me. But as long as I can keep up my walls of lies they'll never find my weaknesses, my vulnerable areas.
They can never get in, but I can never get out.
Not that I really mind being inside …not that much anyways…. not all the time. From within I can control and manipulate. Not the others, you must understand, but myself. It is not enough to simply lie with my words and actions, anyone can do that. Those lies are on the surface only and the eyes would betray that. They would catch on too soon. The trick is to lie with your very being, with every ounce of your soul, so that lie is reflected in everything you do; in every movement and every thought. It must permeate to your very core so your eyes, the windows to your soul, don't show the pain of living.
This, so far, has convinced them and it has convinced you
Only me, sitting inside my self-made cell, knows the truth.
Yet maybe someday I'll perfect this lie…
Maybe someday I'll convince myself.
Authors Notes: I don't know what happened to this one... I'll blame it on the fact I was a little depressed when I wrote it. I still don't know from who's POV it's supposed to be from I guess you can decide for yourdelf.
Still... comments are appreciated. Reviews make me happy ;)
Oh yeah... I DO NOT OWN GUNDAM WING...almost forgot