I try to wear a disguise,
yet to my surprise,
i continue to wear my heart on my sleeve,
as everyday i breathe im secretly wanting you more,
this never ending battle,
this unfinished score,
i've become a whore to myself,
to these feelings that i hold true,
to these feelings i wish i can share with you,
and with every passing day i continue to change my disguise,
searching for the right one that will sucessfully hide,
away all these feelings that i hold so true,
every single feeling,
each one that i still and will forever hold for you.