Harmful Mascarade

These fake faded leaves move so slow, crawling out of the corner of my eye. Maybe they have to, to hide I mean, stay just enough to confuse me. Surprise, surprise, I made you into cookie dough! I left the light on and on. Bubbles feel like her only real love on top of this clinging urge to sing? Empty, hollow rooms. So hollow, even this boy thought they were filled with lollipops for his choosing. Don't you know that it's calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion too? And there's this call, a song, reaching me saying one day lifes harsh words will seem so dull! But its bright. Burning untill I feel you turn to ashes. She says its okay, always turn and pretend. Pick and choose the mask covering your senses. Now it all seems so dull, my empty hollow rooms! The game I play is neverending and I'll always lose. So until the day breaks I follow and try to explain. Thoughts show so little to everyone and I just want them to feel. Showing what I can and little bits reveal nothing but confusion. So now what can I do but fail?