Out of the Haze

Perfectly clear is how I am seeing...

Seeing you sitting there...

With all your lies...

And all your fears...

Covered by false fabrications...

Pouring out of your mouth...

Like water from a faucet with broken handles...

Wondering, am I, if you know what I know...

Wondering, am I, if you think for one minute you are fooling me...

Or, fooling others...

Wondering how much more I can take...

Before I brake!