Lying to everyone i see,
why cant i just be me?
and sometimes i think that im wrong there too
cause im lying to myself, not only to you.
by now i dont know what i should think
im in a pool of confusion and im starting to sink
Mysle tells me lies of love everlasting
but i cant post them here until i am passing
and a major feat like that is not easily done
not when i am here away from the sun.
shut up in this chamber, a big blackened hole
i am so close to just letting go.
setting free all my feelings yet feeling no pain
because all i do now seems to be in vain
nobody likes poetry, not anymore
They'd rather find aout about that cute girl "next door"
so im sitting here writing, stuck in this place
and i try and i fail to fix the ugly within my face
but here it is im possible for i can barely see
i wish someone would love me simply for me.