Untitled Number Eighteen
A part of me is scared
Maybe that's why I feel so distant
Don't want to know I wasn't cared
That I lied to myself to be content
Reality is the worst part of me
I can never bring myself to admit
that these lies were crated to be free
I cannot take this shit
Insecurity takes up the most
Unsure of why someone would do this
Why I was the host
And why I lack bliss.

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