I haven't really gotten down to writing much, so I'll just be putting up poems for the time being. Sorry about that. :P
Lies
Behind the secrets of my door
lie the specialty of my flaw
The determination to do something unsuccessful
And unrealistic, but eventful
The people I roped in to help me
Says to leave my flaw as it should be
For whoever knows it shall realise
The little monster controlling my lies
However much I want to destroy my badness
I still can't do it--I'll become breathless
The mere thought of erasing all my dreams
Makes it harder to do than it seems
The sheer difficulty of solving my problems
Make me want to jump out of my bottoms
And cry out loud and say I'm sorry
Finally forgiving myself for all my fake stories
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
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