But would it ever make a difference?
It never has before. So silence is best I suppose. Sometimes I feel like im going to explode with the things I want to say, or scream, or cry....
But nothing ever changes...Why should I keep trying?
Im torn. Between happiness, and remorse. Closure, and regret, The Truth, and what weve made up to make this all go away.
The lies are easier, for everyone. So I keep beleiving those, so that I can disappear. And we can both get better.
"So lie to me once again, and tell me everything will be alright, lie to me once again"
Cause in the end, thats all it was. A lie.
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