The higher you go
The more there's to lose
Don't you wish
Your motives were true
What will all these lies be worth when you're older?
Will they make you understand
Or is truth just something so unknown to you
You can just bear it
All I said in my life was a lie
Will I every find my way back inside?
Not a single soul
To light up my life
All I have are the thoughts
I despise
I've been thinking for years
Can I change my story?
This pattern was so hard to get on
Don't know how I became so bad
And what will all these lies be worth when you're older?
I wish I had a single clue
Cause I have been searching forever
For a person who may not be found
Will I die tonight?
What are the chances?
Can I escape these lies?
My life is questioned
All they force you to do
You'll never recoup
So what will all my lies be worth when I'm older?
Will they help me live a better life?
All I see are negative repercussions
Have I managed to trick myself goodbye?
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Feeling Too Much
PoetrySongs and poetry I write when I'm at risk of feeling numb. I also read books, make origami, play Transformice, or eat. Here's my writing though.