We fall down as ashes again, as we burn ourselves with lies.
Pretending to care for one another.
Hoping today is the day we die, so that we don't have to keep up with our own selfish sense of pride.
And give into our consciousness, admitting that we deceived your eyes.
Because we feed off of sympathy, and push our false lives for attention.
So now you see us in a better light, when we do not deserve this admiration.
But we continue to vomit dishonesty, hoping you do not discover our limitation.
And now the trust starts to fluster, because we know you're lying too.

06-09-2010, 17:58 geschreven door outburst