"I love the way you lie"
I honestly do
Cause you think I can't see that your lying
You think that I think you are being honest
But I can tell when I'm being played
I can tell when there are things spreading
And honestly
I hate people that lie
Cause if they lie about certain things
Then what else are they lying about?
My friends sometimes say things about people
And sometimes I think to myself "Well what might they say about me?"
That's always something I want to know
But if I asked them,
They would just lie
So what's the point
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Poetry Book
CasualeBasically feelings in a book. Probably won't rhyme but whatever. Will update as much as I can. Some of these might be sad. Some might just be confusing. They are just things I need to get out of my head. Language is used. Anyway just read.
