Anatomy of Deception

I don't trust my feet...they're clumsy

Sometimes I find myself in places I don't wanna be.

My eyes only see what they wanna see

No matter how real or surreal it may be

My hands reach out to the darkness in front of me

My nose only catches the scent of a memory

You see my ears only catch words that its forbidden to hear

My mouth utters whispers, lies, even ineffable truths

This body that I possess is so untrustworthy

I swear one of these days I would just catch fire

But my soul just won't let me...