Monday, 4 February 2013

Pretend


People don't change
They show what they truly are
It's all just a masquerade
Removing the façade, the mask.

Playing pretend
Like we all fucking care
We all know what we're out for
Self preservation
It's all clear in the end

We wipe off the make up,
tear back the lies,
And we're left naked, alone,
then we die.

Sunday, 3 February 2013

31


People always leave,
Like buses we come and go
We move on to the next stop
Determined by society.

The briefest exchange leaving a mark on us
Will we travel to that place again?
See the same sights on our travels
Or are we destined to finish our route alone
empty

Maybe we will cross paths again,
Number 7 and number 24
Until then we will travel aimlessly
To stops in which are pre-destinate

Conceit and Lies


I ripped out your heart,
he tore out mine,
now we're all tangled in conceit and lies
Our hands are red and bodies empty

You won't forget me
and I won't forget him
and he doesn't care
He's already left me

It was meant to be worth it
the pain and misery
This was meant to mean something
Please- anything...