Fight

I wish she was honest
Not with me
But with herself
And with me too
I suppose
I can’t help
A chronic liar
Who can’t swallow
The medicine of truth
Why do you try
So hard
To deceive us
That you are ok
I see through the mask
How many times
Have you been to the hospital
I know
What it is like
To have reality
Crushing you
But in the end
You have to
Keep walking
Keep talking
And fight
The darkness.