Untitlted...Sept 15,08.8: 29pm Poem by Brett Roberts

Tell me lies, sweet little lies.
loving words wrap in disguise
There is no lie in my eyes,
only you can be so wise to see.

There is no lie in, “I'm never gonna let you fade”
There is no reason to be afraid.
Masquerade, and fool my silly heart,
and watch the damage from that grenade.

Flying high, there she was, looking up at me.
A smile on her face. A tear in her heart.
Tell me I was never worthwhile.
I wasn't her style, I wasn't versatile

Sting it up, and tear it down.
A heart on a piece of string,
can be brought down by only ounces.
Or strung up so high from fake words of passion

Nailed to the boards, plain view for everyone to see.
Their his heart lay, with only remorse, and pity for it.
Theres a feeling that I failed, and you've exhaled.
Letting hope go like a breath in a wind.

I will try and try. To apply myself for me
Just looking for a loving reply
A loving look in your eye.
That implies you love that I try.