The Truth
I wish that I could say that I am over it,
I wish that I could say I was fine,
But the truth of the matter is,
I am going out of my mind.

I wish that I could say that everything is great,
That I’m doing well, I’m doing okay.
But the truth that I am afraid to admit,
Is I feel like I am losing a little more of myself each day.

I wish that I would’ve never looked your way,
Cause the moment I did, I couldn’t look away.
And the truth that I wish was a lie,
Is that I love the games you play.