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I hear the voices behind me calling my name. I turn to look, but the voices vanish. I hear the voices when I walk through the canteen for lunch. But I never ever find the source. Do you want to know what I hear? I hear the secrets I've told one person. I hear the embarrassment I've put on myself. I hear the pain and suffering I've had to deal with. I hear my name slandered every turn I make. But the worst of it all, I've heard that it all came from you. You talk to me like a friend, But in reality, behind my back - You're a monster waiting to devour me. A monster who slanders my name. A monster who spreads my secrets. A monster who I thought was my FRIEND turns out to be the same person stabbing me in the back. What have I ever done to you to deserve such treatment? I am cross with you, but I won't fight back. Because when I do, I'd be the very monster that you are. Tell me more, tell me more. Tell me more of your lies. Lie to my face and say it with a coy smile. In the end of the day, you are nothing but an insecure little child who needs attention. I will no longer give you that attention. Lie to me some more, I'll hear you, but never listen.
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Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 11:15 AM UTC
Lie to Me
I hear the voices behind me calling my name. I turn to look, but the voices vanish. I hear the voices when I walk through the canteen for lunch. But I never ever find the source. Do you want to know what I hear? I hear the secrets I've told one person. I hear the embarrassment I've put on myself. I hear the pain and suffering I've had to deal with. I hear my name slandered every turn I make. But the worst of it all, I've heard that it all came from you. You talk to me like a friend, But in reality, behind my back - You're a monster waiting to devour me. A monster who slanders my name. A monster who spreads my secrets. A monster who I thought was my FRIEND turns out to be the same person stabbing me in the back. What have I ever done to you to deserve such treatment? I am cross with you, but I won't fight back. Because when I do, I'd be the very monster that you are. Tell me more, tell me more. Tell me more of your lies. Lie to my face and say it with a coy smile. In the end of the day, you are nothing but an insecure little child who needs attention. I will no longer give you that attention. Lie to me some more, I'll hear you, but never listen.
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itsmecastiel
Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 11:15 AM UTC
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