A position of love and
     comfort,  attended.
        Long, before the
           spoon, invented.

I pray,
   to find a way.
To express,
    with success.
What I need,
     to say.

The girl in the mirror
Is a liar
Even with the people she trusts
She lies
Even in the place she’s most bare
She lies
Even when its just us
She lies

And I’m too tired to figure out the truth
Or put anything I feel into words