the awful lie
May 05, 2003 @ 9:57 a.m.
I didn't think it would have me this upset. I didn't think it would upset me at all.
I didn't think.
I must skip class today, I must. What if I do? The day before the last day of Monday-Wednesday-Friday classes. What will happen? I could say I'm sick.
They would know that I am lying.
(but I don't feel healthy, you see.)
You just wait. You...you just wait.
You will see.
You cannot help me. You are a part of it. You, or anyone, anyone who ever got the chance to say something to someone else in anything but a lie.
And I sing and sing of awful things
The pleasure that my sadness brings
As my fingers press onto the strings
In yet another clumsy chord
Haligh, haligh, an awful lie
This weight will now be satisfied
I'm gonna give you only one reply
I know not who I am
But I talk in the mirror
To the stranger that appears
Our conversations are circles
Always one sided
Nothing is clear
Except we keep coming back
To this meaning that I lack
He says the choices were given
Now you must live them
Or just not live
Have you guessed yet? Have you guessed that if I had a choice right now, which one I would choose?
Would you care?
Fuck. I hate asking that question. I already know the answer, and then I have to listen to all the people who would like to convince me otherwise.
All speaking in jibberish.
Not unlike this.
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