I live in a world of encrusted lies. In a world of hellos that never come again after goodbyes . A world where they say you can't do anything right before you're worthless . I live in a world of constant distress. A world where we choose hahas over ******* A world where we wait for red to turn into blue . I live in a world of worries Where nobody gives a **** unless they're inside your story . A world of pretty lies and unspoken truths A world with philosophy questioning our never ending route . What's a lie they say Because they say at least one everyday. But they're good aren't they? I've been wrapped up in them for the past decade. I'll drown in them by the time I'm 30. Die with them when my coffin waits for me.