lie
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Be brave enough to walk away
And don’t look back
Be brave to say goodbye
Be brave enough to go your way
Be brave not to tell a lie.
No loyalty
No royalty
No unconditional love
No clean white dove
Life is full of shocks, locks
I believe he can’t fly
I believe he can no longer lie
I believe he’ll die in jail
I believe he should have known better
We are not appraised by how we begin
Nor are we judged by our face or our skin
We learn to hide what we’re told to by others
Using our clothes and makeups as covers
“do you love me?”
her bright eyes dig into your soul,
her star-spun fingers twitch nervously.
I hope nobody trusts you againlike I did you
I pray you never hurt another personlike you did me
You carved into my soulAnd have taken peicesThey will never grow back
Hey dude,
yeah,
you.
We used to be locker neighbors,
when we were younger.
Man,
I don't think I can,
get over what you did.
You used to be,
a friend to me,
How calm would you feel knowing I have lied?
Would your eyes close in sweet surrender
or would your lips curve in a smile?
I guess we'll never know now.
For I am far long gone,
buried by a highway.
“They lied to me!”
She screams to herself.
They promised!
That they would be there for her.
My name is Cascade Linell
and i'm not fairing to well
but those around me tell
that i 'm feeling swell
but i hide behind a lie,
so that no one can hear me cry
i wish i could just hide
since seeing is believing,
i close my eyes,
when i hear lies,
because seeing is believing...
It’s just a silly little game;
Like chess.
We’ll move, then they’ll move.
We’ll dance in circles until one of us gets too dizzy to continue.
The last pawn will eventually fall.
The simple words on my lips, they slowly form a lie
With every single breath I take, I simply wonder why
I really want to tell the truth, you deserve to know
But it is so hard for me, to let the real me show
The first time i heard the words ´i love you´
was also the first time i saw my mother cry
the way this person told me´i love you´
made it sound as if they were telling the truth
I made a promiselong agoin the riveras we rowed.I said to youI'd never cryand crossed my heartand hoped to die....We got olderas all do,and distance spread
To this day and hours ahead
For each gaze and every word
Living a lie and creating lead
No such fright can take that of the word
Creating and deceiving
Those that bring it all
I'll own it if I have to:
I'm a liar to the core.
I'm a liar through and through,
but I don't want to anymore,
It's old,
what's more, it's tiring
I can't lie
'til I lay expiring,
Opening with a false
A lie for truths,
Isn’t that us all?
Im cold and sweaty but this time I’m ready
Lying here amongst my thoughts
Liar is what I've become,
To spare the feelings of everyone.
I won't say a word,
And you won't notice.
I'll keep quiet and smile,
And all my lies are worthwhile.
I'm sick of turning to you for help,
You’re my best friend-
what should have been a modest prank turned into a sick plan
that left me squandering energy for your own entertainment.
You played me like a puppet
When your mind is captive to your body
and your image doesn't fit society's
and your heart is trapped in a place you can't call home
When you speak in but never out
I watch as she says she loves him
The way he loves isn't love
Why can't she see
He beats her when she does something wrong
She says she'll leave him
But it's not true
I am purplexuated
Simply by the untrue realities
Perplexed at how casually we say
the phrase "how are you?"
And how often we say "I'm fine."
Have you ever lied to a lover?
Just to convince yourself
That you would never look at another
Especially one who may look a little like yourself
Have you ever cried about a lover?
1 sound
2 dead
3 people found but
4 said
5 people
entered apartment 6
and 7 bangs
caused 8 screams
and 9 police cars
turned 1 left to anger and sadness level 10
10
I lie
to myself
to be
good
to my self.
I'll say:
I'm going
for a 5 minute walk
NOW!
:::::
An hour later
i return
smiling.
:::::
From darkest days to blackest of nights, did we crawl. Blind and stupid, with smiles on our faces and our hearts light as feathers. Safe are we by the dogs we do feed and fear. Though we know they bite and tear.
Do you see beautiful?
Do you...
Well...
Do you see beautiful in me?
Sorry for asking.
It's just,
Maybe beautiful is
A choice, not a birthright.
Brian Williams
As NBC anchor made millions.
Suspended while lying during a muse
Credibility not necessary for a move to Fox "News".
Every answer is a lie,
Every night it all unfolds.
Only when I'd rather die
Is when the truth is told.
Every answer is one I hide,
It scares me more than you know
Because when I search,
My face is not my canvas
I can contour
I can paint
I can outline
I can manipulate
I Cannot tell a story
I Cannot move others emotionally
I Cannot be studied
My real canvas
We have all sat there
And have been told a lie
We have all sat there and cried
Into out pillow
Which became our best friend
We have laid there
And wanted to drown it all out
With music
Beneath the surface,Beyond the wall I createdThrough the numbers of the matrix,Underneath the false perceptionAnd Misunderstood representation,Misleading calculated frustrations
We live in a world where
we accept lies
and deny truths
A Female accepts lying
she ends up crying
her soul is dying
letting the pain stay
heart broken, pain remains,
lie stood brighter then the rain,
heart broken,faith lingers,
trust weaver, deep inside you knew
not wanting to accept it leaving
more hurt, promise broken,
Ahh I can smell that smell from a mile away.
It's that smell of another women's perfume when he's late.
He tries to cover it up with one of those old cigars ,but that never really gets him too far.
I made you believe me…
You didn’t have a reason to doubt…
Why would the first words I ever spoke to you
Be a lie?
It was psychotic.
I don't want devastating love
So forget Olivia Pope and her definition of love
I want simple, genuine, unadulterated love
I want my love to not be complicated
I want my love to be practical
Bleed on the street;
mix it with concrete
pave the blood on the road
let it spill from the heart
as it corrodes from the start
and soon enough
there will be only a hole
I'm not really a pessimist,
Though it might seem so here.
I really am an optimist
With a couple fears.
I want everyone to be happy,
And I sure know they're not.
A little white lie changes a life
Your little white lie changed my mind
Quite like a gentleman
I thought this love was genuine
A change to be your heroine
Your motive was fleeting
Of all the things I hate and loathe,
The word Perfect I hate the most.
Of all the ways to tell a tale,
Perfect is the best disguise.
I can handle Smart,
I can brush off Beautiful,
Talented and Funny,
Who is society to distinguish what is right and wrong? Is it size, weight, appearance, or personality that defines us? We judge, we look, we quickly decide within the first ten seconds who that person is.
Honesty is all I would change
maybe if we all could be genuine love would not be in vain
if I could change the roles of honesty
maybe a liar would feel the victims pain
He lied to me that's why I feel this way
I can romanticize anything
Books, jobs, boys
Toys!
This list is endless.
I am a clear romantic at heart
I can spin a tale and have that tale
Be invigorating, special, fun, exciting
A dream.
Something I came up with.
It came from my imagination.
A fantasy.
Can it be real?
Something I can touch.
It came from the earth.
A reality.
A lie.
Most have heard or read
the animated anecdotes of the dead.
They are given with joy and wrapped in a bow -
- stories of life, of music, of love.
But all anecdotes end.
Few ever say or re-claim
Mind whirling
Hands shaking
Not knowing what to do
Being utterly unable to push through
Seeing my goal slip past my hand
All my confidence slips by like sand
What do I do now?
Locked in the Prison Cell
Created for you
I look out and see
You smiling.
Laughing.
I hide in a corner,
Threadbare Blanket
Over my shoulders,
Forgotten by the ones
I call friends.
Change is what I can see
What I can hear
And what I feel everywhere.
By my well-dressed organs,
Dressed in customised compulsion of slumber confusing which with perfection
But not my soul
What exactly did I do
in a former life
For you to beat me black and blue
and cause me so much strife
Did I kill or harm or steal
could I have betrayed a friend
Now all I see and all I feel
To my past love you decided your own fate. You had me hurt and in a uncontrollable state. I had the false reality you were going to stay my mate.
What is a mistake if we along with everyone around us cannot learn and benefit from it? Too many of my family members, friends, teachers, this generation and ones before me have been effected by numerous heath issues such as:
Do you see the sparkle in my eye?
Or am I just another lie?
To stand at your feet
Do you believe
Fall into my arms
I'll share my darkest fears
If you promise to take my tears.
Call me by name
I thought I knew him
I thought he was the missing piece of my life
I thought he'd never smash my world to pieces
I thought he'd always be there.
I thought the years ahead would be filled with joy
I've lived
I've learned
I've loved
I've learned
I've lost
I've learned
I've lied
I've learned
I've listened
I've learned
I've laughed
I've learned
I've lived
Spin me a lie
hang it from the window
illuminate it with the faint hope shining through.
Pretend you know the end of this story.
Lie to me and tell me it's happy.
Spin me a lie
hang it from the window
illuminate it with the faint hope shining through.
Pretend you know the end of this story.
Lie to me and tell me it's happy.
If thy lovest long
And thine love be pure
Hate and love be twine
Love is strange, rest be ‘sured
Thus love maketh the blind
Foolish young man
Head over heels in love
But the maiden you adore isn’t an innocent pure dove
She bats her eyes
She giggles and flirts
She’ll soften you up, and stabs your hurts when it most hurts
I've been looking in a mirror for so long
All the little pieces of me doesn't belong
Everything was a lie
As I stair all the pieces
I felt more urges
Everything was a lie
