Lies are never ending.
No one is mending.
This life is a belligerent hoax.
I wish this was just some sick shady joke.
This torment made me grow colder.
Its no wonder I feel old in these shoes.
Things are so misconstrued that there isn't really any clear view.
So whats left in the distortion?
I guess nothing but despicably sick torment and contortion.