Deceived

Reminiscing the past,
depth of memories,
scared into place,
hardly noticeable
by that look on my face,

like an undergrowth of the world,
looks pretty on the surface,
but on the inside...
where no one can see,
that inter-twisted heart
that has shrunk inside of me

so many paths to take,
but which to choose,
alone to decide,
but what more can i loose?

when you think you have support,
and your told you have
you begin to believe,
but in the end, deceived...