we see and claim not to see

we  bleed and cover it with our hands

our hearts are broken and yet we claim to be steel

we still cover our tears, the torn souls we are with smiles

we claim to be fine contradicting our state a thousand times

we see the savior but allow our pride to deprive us of salvation

we could boldly claim that the hot coal can’t burn us

and deceive ourselves when he affirm that millions will fall by our sides and we would be the last man standing

we are hopeless in our hope to marry the rope when they perceive our trouble

we are lies claiming to be truth