Beneath me

There's a boy who is a manipulator,
He'll say something that sounds promising,
But it always vanishes outside the door,
It doesn't mean he was lying,
It was just at that time that the things he said
meant something more...

He roams around in a city,
Where every girl seems to be pretty,
It's a fact that men likes girls that are sexy,
But everyone knows there's more to it
than meets the eye,
The girl he's searching has a rare personality,
He'll try even if he's left alone by everyone to die...

The poems he had written,
Are still not given,
Every now and then,
He feels his life story always begin,
And doesn't end,
All he does was to pretend it never happened...

In the back of his mind there is a question,
"Why is there a lot of confusion?"
Some people like him are asking for a conclusion,
To be able to feel alive as a real person...

Temptation has always been a disease we can't resist,
He feels alive but not at ease,
The loneliness he bears inside will eventually
cause him to seize,
Until he finds the answer he seeks will
he ever achieve peace...