I don't really know where to start, so i guess i'll start, wherever.
They say the truth lies, and where i'm not entirely sure, but it definitely lies… somewhere
As a human, my obsession with finding the origin of things has lead me to this belief:
A lie begins with a wish
When I was little
I wished that I were special
So i made up a lie
Just a little white one
But as if i were my own genie, that lie twisted itself into a chaotic black hole
spiraling out of control and into reversed oblivion
I mean, lest they forget how i was admitted into a psychotic ward three days after telling my english class how suicidal i was and am
I will take that to my grave, whether i kill myself or not.
Every breath i take i take in with agony and pain
Wishing i could drop dead with a bullet in my brain
Or get hit by an on coming train oh how i love this pain!
Oh my. I've seem to have come clean
I do. I do love the scene of death, especially my own.
People ask why, when I have a light to be shown around the world?
I answer them with an all famous idk
Because what else am I supposed to say
Tell the truth and have people think it as a lie?
As I said the truth does lie,
And like i said, it lies within a wish
And as i said, I wished to be special
Well here I am, standing in front of you all confessing my sins
The spotlights on me, my fifteen minutes of fame has come, and what do i say?
I say the truth now. I say how i want to die because the lie inside me has spread like cancer
It's like an enhancer has been boiling inside me for too long and now
I believe the lie. And now it lies in the truth. I am suicidal always have been, always will be
I'm dragging these words on like my fragile life, oh just kill me!
Can't you see I'm lying, dying inside and outside
I lied, I lied, I lied, goddamnit, I'm telling the truth!
I lied okay!?
What else was i supposed to say?
Tell the truth and let that become a lie?
They say the truth lies. But this time, The lie became the truth.
Because I believed it.
And so does everyone else