what do you know of shame
of whos to blame
what do you know of now
of this place thats made you to bow
what do you know of lies
of the way you coudnt feel your heart beat because the truth inside forced it to stop
do you remember whats real
can you tell whats fake
even when its real?
can you remember past the grey words
past the soft purr of promise
to the time when all you knew was truth?