Behind my Eyes

I walked into the kitchen
With the truth boiling inside
I',m tired of playing a game
There's nothing to hide

There is more to me
Then what appears to the eye
There is nothing inside me
I want to deny

I want you to see
What is stuck deep down
The great chef you can't discover
For cooking is the key to my town

I'm done trying to hide the truth
It's time to behold the crown
for i am Trenton
and i am not a clown