(“Lying... is my specialty.
But, truth be told, I’m actually kinda bad at it.
I’m also kind of bad at saying what I truly feel.
It’s kinda funny, actually...
My truest tales, always sound the most suspicous!”)
“Maybe it’s okay to be sour, once in a while.”
“Hey, up for a little talk?
Maybe it's okay to be sour, once in a while.
So, is it fine if I complain, just a tiny bit?
Got a tendency to hurt from little things.
Although I’m just a stupid,
Self harming person,
Do you mind if we walk and talk?
I’m bored, so, I’ll tell a story,
Now, to our little tale,
It began in a strange land,
Oh, but, and this is strange,
It’d seem, as if it were like any place.
I’ve been hiding my “unique,”
And strange parts,
And pretended to be normal,
I kept worrying about it, constantly.
Since then, the minutes flew,
Since the day the monster spoke inside of me.
Dug deep, into my mind,
Then it took my heart,
And told me to “keep on lying!”
Since then, I’ve always been a liar,
And I’ve been tricking ever since.
There was no one I couldn't fool.
"For how long?
I actually have no clue."
Just a monster by now,
Can’t deny that it fits.
Not a single person can see what sits behind.
Don’t get worried,
You know I’m just a liar in the end.
Oh my, how underhanded!
I just keep decieving.
Even if I say that, heh,
This feeling is kind of uncanny...
Where’s the trick,
Don’t have a clue?
Hope you don’t mind,
That I don’t mind,
Is it now scaring you too...?
As I lie,
And look the other way,
The lies just continue to pile!
I’ll be cryingly sneering at all the pieces,
In this game.
Go, could vanish any moment.
Meet a girl who'll disappear,
Go more, could cry any moment,
A boy, who hides,
From the lies he hates so much.
Oh, yeah, pretty sure it’s that.
Stupid thoughts of an ideal life inside.
Beating of my heart,
I already knew that long, long ago.
Sure, I know by now,
If my dreams simply came true,
No way I’d live all on my own, with nobody else.
“Just another lie?”
“No, no, I swear these feelings are true...”
My crumbling mind is filled with "no."
Oh my, howunderhanded!
Listen to this beating heart.
Hear all the greed,
My dreams of that ideal reality,
To the real me!
Say it's lonely,
It won't even change a thing.
I'm always a surpriser,
Making jaws drop,
I'm so disgusted by myself,
That I can't help, but sneer.
Isn’t it crazy, just enough, to make you grin?
You’re just so underhanded!
You look surprised,
But this disgusting me...
Cannot be saved, alright?
Saying things like “No problem,”
Ah, you won't ever change.
Oh, I made a mistake once again,
The uncanny me,
Is stuck to this me,
Hating me until I die,
Drowning in the lies, until the end.
“Ah, I spoke a little too much, didn’t I?
But, that’s because this is just a made up story.
Well then, I’ll end it here.
The next time we talk,
When I might have an even stranger story,
Let’s have an even more wonderful conversation.”
I didn't know which one to go with, and it's 8 AM. Maybe I should sleep.