And all of this...
...is so temporary.
The problems you have now,
will eventually fall apart,
and the people you are with now,
will eventually leave you alone,
and the places you are in now,
will eventually escape your grasp.
Nothing is permanent.
[Apart from you.]
YOU ARE READING
My Lies
PoetryThe average person tells four lies a day, one-thousand, four-hundred and sixty a year, and eighty-seven-thousand and six-hundred by the age of sixty. And the most common lie is: "I'm fine." Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 2013/2014 - InkButterfly
