Ugh I guess I’m like a poet. Great. Whatever.
What story are you telling me today?
What lies are you praying will take me away
from the uncertainty of what’s real
to the certainty of how I feel?
Even though I love you so
Even though you’ve played your part
Even though it’s breaking my heart
Eve so, I need you to go
I need you to go
Even though I can’t stand still
Even though I may lose my nerve
Even so I know I deserve
Something better than this
What tale of woe are you spinning today?
What alibi’s are you counting on to pave the way
to your great escape from what is?
I wish I had air between my thoughts
Ignorance is bliss
So dramatic in the attic of my mind
So many stories unfolding
fictitious characters approaching
I’ve told them to leave my side
I’ve screamed and shouted yet
within my they reside