By Shino Yume
I'm sick of all these lies
I don't know how much longer I'll last.
When did I ever hang a sign on my back
For all to see, that say:
Come one, Come all!
Do as you please!
Free of charge!
I think I'd remember if I did something like that.
But then, I realize
I've been lying to myself too.
Am I that horrible,
If I can't even beleive myself?
The walls are closing in,
As I lay here, stripped of everything.
My clothes, my pride, my dignity,
My secrets I'm not sure exist.
I'm not even real anymore.
Sometimes I am so sick of myself,
That I can't stand to be around me anymore.
I just want to find a switch,
And turn myself off.