Treasure Island

goth effy


*Why did you lie to me? *


Why do people lie,
They are pretending
Misunderstanding
I wish that people wouldn’t feel the need to lie to me so often.
Lies hurt more than the truth.
Now, because of your bitterness lies, I am backing off.

You always find the way to break me.
Break me when I am broken
You always know just how to hurt me
Just to tell me that you hate me
push me back down, I’m sunken.
You hate someone whom you really wish to love but whom you cannot love.

You denied all  of your lies, lying even more inside
A disappointment you were to me
You hurt my feelings
Please don't lie to me, unless you're absolutely sure I'll never find out the truth.

My God's enough for me.
I’m so sick of lies
You say you’re so Christian and you know your religion is not right to say lies.
I’m not angry with you because of your lies.
I’m angry with myself because I trusted in you.
In any case, I hope God bless you always.
I hope god bless me always.

I wish that people wouldn’t feel the need to lie to me so often.





Submitted: Saturday, April 18, 2009

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