The Truth Within the Lie

The end?

Or is it only the beginning?

A fabulous story left to unfold.

All you have to do is let it be told.

Life is never what it seems,

Maybe it’s all just a figment of our dreams.

Your dreams, my dreams, they’re all the same;

We all want to have our time to embrace fame.

Fame is less than infamy, or so they say.

Infamy is one thing that will never go away.

All your life, you’re known for the wrong;

You cannot drown that out with a bottle, or an irritating song.

Songs, they express the feelings of what you want.

But is that really what you want?

To let everyone know how you’re feeling,

How your life really is?

We all mess up,

Some more than others;

Just like some people are more at fault than another.

The truth, the lies, everything that was supposedly true;

That is until they turned into something you wished you never knew.

Everyone has something to do in the life,

You just have to find what you’re good at.

Jack-of-all-trades, master of none.

The skills that you’re good at are there, just hidden;

Look for it and you may end up with a surprise.

Can you believe what you see before your eyes?

So many people, so many faces,

All hiding things below their masks;

Masks of solitude, of inapproachability, of hatefulness.

In truth, they’re just like you and I,

They want to be loved, to be accepted, even have some friends…

Someone to share everything with, not hide one single thought.

Some will come to realize that the best friends cannot be bought.

Money makes the world go ‘round, not love.

If it were love there wouldn’t be war, there wouldn’t be famine;

There wouldn’t be hate, there wouldn’t be rape;

All of the world now is being suffocated slowly by yellow police tape.

You think you know what is next in your life;

Are you psychic? Can you tell the future?

It can change in a second, paths intertwining, dead ends popping up.

Are you the one who is going to be the next to give up?

Giving up is not an option.

At times life may suck, but it’s for a reason.

Remember that everything happens for a reason.

The good, the bad, everything.

Death even happens for a reason.

You don’t think it now,

But I’m sure you will one day;

Not all that you want will ever go your way.

Not everyone wants to listen and be in awe over what you have to say.

They cover their ears,

They close their eyes;

This seems to be the only way to tune out the lies.

Lies take the place of the truth.

Truth is stranger than fiction.

Fiction is the lie.

Good fiction is the truth within the lie.

And that is one truth I’m willing to share,

After all, my words aren’t going anywhere.