You know you start to believe them
All those lies
When you tell them
One too many times

How pretentious and atrocious
To write stories
Where you get to be the main character
And have the life you've always wanted

Why don't you try living
Like your temper controls the weather
And you anger
Destroys lives

A peaceful soul
Tender kind and loving
Will always be sought after
Above all other types

Regardless of recovery
You will always be your own worst enemy
Drown the voices in your head
You can make it out alive