Colors are swirling in front of my eyes
and took me too long to realize
that those are your eyes staring at mine.
Different colors are mixing together,
the anger and the fear
of being caught...
of being caught in a lie.
But what did you lie about to make me so upset?
I know you lash out when you're afraid of the consequences
am I really that frightening?
But you lied
you lied about who you truly were
you lived a lie that you created
that you wanted others to believe.
The truth wouldn't break me
it's the lies that do.
What is the purpose of these lies?
What are you doing?
What are you?
What?
What...