Muse
...musing since January 18, 2004
Apologies of a Liar
3.05.04
I’m sorry this is a lie
Another lie on my shelf
There’s so much dust on that shelf
Something tells me I need to sort through it sometime
Clean it off, let everything start over new
But- then would I have to let go of you?
I’m sorry this is a lie
Another lie shoved down your hypocritical throat
I never could read you the way I wanted to
The way you could read me
Do you feel so glad to know how well your plan worked?
How well you took advantage of me in the end
I’m sorry this is a lie
Another lie being fed to those who don’t want to listen
Those ears who need to be opened
But you shove your hands over them
And I hate you for it
I hate you all, and you’ll pay in the end
I don’t know how yet, but someday, someway
You know you will too, its written in the stars
I’m sorry this is a lie
Another lie I’m dawdling down onto paper
Wondering over, thinking over
Unsure of, and probably never confident of
But you’re used to that from me by now-
Or so I would hope
I’m sorry this is a lie
Another lie drifting aimlessly
Another lie for you and I
Just another lie that I hate myself for
Another lie I’m telling you I’m sorry for
Am I ever sorry, after all?
I’m sorry this is a lie
Another lie on my shelf
There’s so much dust on that shelf
Something tells me I need to sort through it sometimes
Clean it off, let everything start over new
But- then would I have to let go of you?
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