I've written lies before
worn them on my face without a care to give
disappeared from public's eye as I still am
through others' eyes I do not wish to be seen
I have conjured up a testament of tests I'm going through
the future will indeed enlighten what's going to become of me
but now I'm at this stage of curious intentions
at a stage of mislead decisions
moving too fast mistakes
I'm healing myself by breaking my arm to take the pain
away from my heart
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 10:44 PM UTC
I've written lies before
worn them on my face without a care to give
disappeared from public's eye as I still am
through others' eyes I do not wish to be seen
I have conjured up a testament of tests I'm going through
the future will indeed enlighten what's going to become of me
but now I'm at this stage of curious intentions
at a stage of mislead decisions
moving too fast mistakes
I'm healing myself by breaking my arm to take the pain
away from my heart
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