So, They Say:

Real eyes Realize Real lies
And i'm trying to be the closest thing to real.

slurpin up and sippin up the savory desires
of what i thought i left behind me.
but it turns out i've buried it even deeper
        into the ground.
the lies people used to say no longer
        make a sound.
I'm waiting for my chance
        to conquer.
I'd rather be a mystery
Something unseen.
A beautiful dream
Waiting to be dreamt.
Waiting to be kept
and sent back into reality

because the sunlight in my eyes touches
my skin and bounces off my pores
releasing positive productive energy
to the human beings around me
causing me
to produce raining virtue...