Thursday, July 31, 2008
it's not the first time
you're faced with lies
everything rhyme
with good byes
cry your heart out
with everything you've got
who's to pout
in the presence of lie pot
the night is still young
the light is still shinning
though everything is wrong
let's all not stop hoping
that is such a lie
in which i spoke
how can i not say die
in the presence of this deadly hoax
i wanna write
about what i think and feel
in a poetic manner
but apparently
it will never be the case
not when i'm dead tired
wishing;
12:38
