January 2011
Lie to me
and say everything will be fine
Lie to me
and talk of brighter days, of sunshine.
Lie to me
and smile, maybe even laugh
Lie to me
For you are all that’s left to grasp.
I am caged, suffocated and coerced
To do this and say that and put on a show
But what is the point of any of it?
I really do not know.
They tell me to hang on
And I’m hanging by a thread
A thread I want to cut right now
And luckily, wind up dead.
When someone is trying to mouth something to you...
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