Wednesday, July 22, 2009

sorrow - unfinished

How does it feel to wake up every morning
knowing you will lie to all those you meet
Believing that it is impossible to be true
Even to those you call family
Is it lonely to go to bed at night,
not knowing who you are
Realizing that every lie you told
has now taken you to far
how it must feel to ruin
all the friends that select you
And systematically bring them down
After they work to protect you


And I'm sorry for your pain
that you ever believed this was a way to live
But Im sure if you escaped it
Your peace would be irrelevant



Don't ask me how i feel about something
When you already know
You wont gain my permission
because you deny what your shown
Your gonna do what you want anyway
So dont pretend that you care
Its something i have come to expect
feel free to ignore my despair.

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