When you lie for so long
Pretend and play along
That you're not yourself
You feel so lost from oneself
That's when you feel so far
You feel closer to a star
Then of those unaffected
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They say the truth shall set you free.
Truth is a matter of perspective.
I know the picture you see.
I don’t agree.
I know you are misinformed
And the truth will release you from ignorance.
The truth will set you straight.
The truth will enlighten you.
But that truth is just my truth.
I know what my truth can do to you.
I know it will rumble your foundation.
Change your picture.
But I don’t share my truth.
I’m afraid it will hurt you.
I know you are not ready.
And I care about you.
So I lie.
And we are both prisoners.
a lie within a badass lie
a lie is within a badass conversation
a conversation of a lie is a correspondence of a lie
a badass lie is a badass conversation
a badass lie is a badass correspondence
a lie is a judgement lie
a lie is a judgement truth
a lie is a badass judgement
judgement is judgement of a lie
judgement is judgement of a truth
judgement is judgement of a conversation lie
correspondence lie is correspondence truth
a lie is a correspondence lie
a lie is a correspondence truth
the truth is a future truth
the truth is a future correspondence
the truth is a future conversation
within a judgement is within a lie
within a judgement is within a correspondence
within a judgement is within a conversation
a lie is a conversation of a lie
my writing is called philosophical writing. i only uses middle ages words,words liked gracious,extravaganza,etc… this poem is about a judgement within a conversation. i don’t add capitalization’s on my writing.
I thought I could .
Afterall all these times , I finally thought I could .
But I lay in bed , unmoved till death .
The knife in my chest .
I only wanted you to tell me you loved me mom .
I still regret .
I wish I was more alive than dead .
- Adaa Sayed
Rush is a lie
For you and I.
You ask me why?
We are here till we die.
Written 20 May 2020
I'm sorry this is not an apology
It was an another excuse
I don't end up in bad situation
It's hard to admit but
I just make bad choices
I dunno what do I really know...
No matter what they ask
No matter how they pry
Don’t ware a mask
I learned that to lie to another
You must first lie to yourself
If indeed you want to put truth on the shelf
Yourself you mustn’t smother
To believe a lie is hard
You must be cool
That’s truly the only rule
But you will be marred
For then you make it a habit
For to lie
Is for truth to die
But I guess that’s the point of it
Blood stained guilt .
I see him un shifted .
His eyes lie of love ;
Love that never existed .
- Adaa Sayed
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