I wish
that
I could
tell you
more
But
I know
I am
not
allowed
For
our
moral
code
dictates
That
my
feelings
I must
enshroud
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I wish
that
I could
tell you
more
But
I know
I am
not
allowed
For
our
moral
code
dictates
That
my
feelings
I must
enshroud
I am not
who you
think I amSo please
don’t look
up to meIf you
only knew
the truthYou’d cut
down our
family tree
It’s
not
that
you’re
wrong
It’s
just
that
I’m
right
“If you haven’t got anything nice
to say,
don’t say anything at all.”
Silence.
It’s
not
that
I’ve
started
to talkIt’s
more
that
you’ve
never
listened
I’m
too
scared
to go
out
today
For
the
dark
thoughts
haven’t
gone away
I’m
worried
I’m so
far into
this
slump
That I’ll
be left
with no
choice
but to
jump
Is
this
really
true
She
asked
Are
you
sure
this
isn’t
a dream?
I
promise
you
with
all my
heart
He
said
Some
things
really
are
what
they
seem
What
happens
when the
laughter
stops
When
that
penny
finally
drops
When we
wake up
tomorrow
with a
raging
hangover
And that
stomach
churning
guilt
takes
over
I
suppose
for your
wickedness
to seeThey
would
all need
laser eye
surgery
‘It’s A Wonderful Life’
#fakenews
I think
I love youHe
saidBut I
cannot waitIf you
loved meShe
saidYou wouldn’t
hesitate
Just piss
off with your
Christmas shitAll this
Ho, Ho,
Fucking Ho…Not
everyone
appreciates itSome of us
are depressed,
you know
It’s
easy
to lieWhen
no one
is listening
I
wonder
what
you’ve
told himNow
I’m
no
longer
thereHave
you
bothered
to tell
the truth?Or just
lied and
said I
no longer
care?
Another
day passes
And I
miss you
like mad
As through
rose tinted
glasses
I remember
what we had
Xxx
I’ll always
be the
better
person
But
there’s
no need
to sweat it
I’ll
always
be hanging
around
To make
sure you
don’t
forget it
I wish
I could
see in
myself,She
said,What you’ve
seen since
our affair
began.For that
you’d need
to love
yourself,He
said,And I
don’t
think
you can.
‘A day without laughter is a day wasted…’
Oh fuck off Charlie,
Life’s far too complicated.
They say
you can
never go
home
againAnd I’m
starting
to believe
that’s
trueFor all
that resides
here now
is a world
of painAnd
far too
many
memories
of you
You should
talk more,
he said,
open up
about
how you
feelIt’s not
possible,
she said,
for it’s
not my
secret to
reveal
Do you want to hear the truth?
Good.
Because I don’t want to tell it.
We all
do bad
things
sometimesYet not
everyone
is made
to payBut while
you’ll never
admit your
crimesJust know
the truth
will out
one day
You never
see the
worst of
my illness
because
I hide it
from you
For you
to know
the truth
about me
would just
tear me
in two
So I’ll
paint
on a
smile and
pretend
that I’m
fine
For
doing so
protects
both
your
sanity
and mine
People leave.
Fact.
Do I
feel
better
It’s
hard
to tell
As I’m
already
trapped
In this
living
hell
Your fake
concern
disgusts meYour false
condolences
make me sickIf you
really want
to comfort meJust piss off
and leave me
aloneYou prick
I’m glad
you’re
here,
he said.I’m not,
she said.
You say
it’s not me,
it’s you.But
you’re
a liar.And we
both know
that’s true.
Go on,
Keep crying.
It changes nothing.
Don’t
want
the
truth?
Then
don’t
ask
me.
I
will
not
lie,
To
protect
your
sanity.
Please
answer
my
questionInstead
of
avoiding
itAnd
try to
be
honestInstead
of
this
bullshit
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