You say I'm a liar
Say I'm the fake
Going around saying what you want
Saying what you need to believe
Don't you have it wrong
You think you're oh so strong
Thinking I'm weak
Thinking I'll break
I'm never gonna change
'Cause I have done nothing wrong
Say I'm evil, say I'm bad
Who believes you, like I had
So many words
Little time to say them
Why don't you stop making up stories
And tell the truth
That you've kept hidden
Silly little girl, get over it
You've made every one choose
Something that's beyond bad
What have you done
Thinking that you've won
You have nothing on me
So tell me, what have you gained
Satisfaction that you can actually ruin a life
Happiness that you think you've proved me wrong
You make me laugh, 'cause everything about you is sad
You're the liar, the fake, the one who needs to share the truth
Finally break, 'cause we're all waiting
And if you can't then who is the weak one
Think you're so strong
'Cause you hold your head up high
You know nothing of pain, know nothing of "desire"
Believing you know so much about me and others
But honey believe me, you're not the only one who knows
About everything in my soul
Wanna know a secret
A secret I just couldn't keep
I don't really care what you have on me
'cause there's always another who knows
The whole story, not just bits and parts
And that's where you lost, with your black heart
Friends who choose sides, aren't friends at all
They're people who saw something more in the other
But that's what steered them wrong
You'll be back or they will
And I'll wait here with a smile on my face
'cause you haven't won, you haven't gained.
So either get over it
Or face the truth
'cause I'm so over you
Tired of the games, tired of the stories
Let it go 'cause I already have
See you soon my "dear friend"
Hopefully all of this will end.
~
Written by BeautifulWriter224 aka Christina
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Feb. 24, 2011
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