Treasure Island

maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

Circle of Lie


we're sitting in the same room
and see each other
we talk in one language
but I don't hear you
and you don't know what I said

I don't want, it's not fine
but I can't say that
don't leave, and make me weak
but I push you instead

I need you but tell no truth
play circle of lie to run away
make it crown in your head

you speak about your dream
it is like heaven to me
another world I can't reach
cause you can't take me with
don't try to find what I hide

I don't want, you are mine
but you seem to be happy
don't leave and let me fall
but I set you free

let me drown from pond to pond
play circle of lie to stay away
make you blind of my feeling

Submitted: Tuesday, January 13, 2009

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