I'm sick of the truth,

I want lies.

Give me something sugarcoated and sweet,

Something that goes down easy.

I want something shiny and glamorous,

Covered with ribbons and bows.

Give me empty symbols-

Peace signs, anarchy A's

I want to pretend.

Hollywood movies, plastic surgery

Lipstick, nail polish

LSD and ecstasy

Barbie dolls and television screens.

I'm ready to embrace something fake,

Something plastic.

I don't want the truth anymore.

I'm going to burn all my books.