The lies will continue
I will remain a prophet
spewing out words
preaching what i'm not.
I am to blame for my problems
an unwarranted me ruining my chances.
A life of normalcy too scary
even for myself.
But of course i think,
Will life ever be normal?
Telling the world about my loves, current and past
letting them know a minor detail wont ruin their world
I'll just continue the lies
the life i'm living now although shrouded in a blackened haze that cripples me so much
is somehow easier to live with.
Lies aren't all that bad,
at least thats what i tell myself.