goin to waste

there's truth in a smile that don't know how to live. Like a burnt out clutch as gears can not be switched. A dim light behind the eyes lack sight in disguise. Is that empty stare that feed into the lies. Losin time put into self goin to waste. Demeanors movement guides get that lag n wait. A breakin point in the mind snapped by the abuse allowed to be touched. N shakin it of is a matter of hire bad the heart gushed......