Dear Lie

Dear lie

You suck

You said you could fix anything

Instead I'm fucked

You made things even worse for me

If I had balls I'd tell you get away from me

Guess I'm not smart

I let you unnerve me

I let you control me

Afraid the truth would hurt me

When it's you that hurts me more

Get outta my mouth

Get outta my head

Get outta my mind

Stop puttin' words in my head

Get outta my mouth

You're nothing but trouble

Get outta my life

Get out of me

Out of me (out of me)

Out of me

Out of me lie

Lie lie lie lie

Dear lie

You're dumb

You think you've got the best of me

You think you won

Misread my vulnerability

I've got your walls

Now get the hell away from me

I've learned your art

Won't let you unnerve me

Won't let you control me

The truth will only free me

And your lies won't hurt no

No more

Lie lie

I've got

Your walls

Now get the hell away from me

I learned your art

Won't let you unnerve me

Wont' let you control me

The truth will only free me

And your lies won't hurt no

No more

TLC~ Dear Lie 

2014-the rundown (1)

The year is nearly over.. And yes, I am going with the flow. Getting all sentimental and making all those wishes which I am very sure I will break before December 31 comes by. But oh well, the emotions are just right for this kind of thing.
Emotions? Yes, it's that time of the month where my hormones send me on an emotional seesaw. Am torn between staying happy or angry at everything that is failing to go right.
It would not be so hard on me if the cramps were less painful. But, I have to contend with these excruciating abdominal cramps and a mood that just won't make up it's mind. Another thing that is not helping is all my 'special' friends seem to have given up on me. I have to be strong for me today. I know I have to-let me see if reminiscing about the year will make my mood lighter.

I remember this season with half a smile. Okay, the other half of the smile is on the inside. It was a nice time for me. Carefree to say the least. I lived like there was nothing in the world holding me back. Looking back at that period, I am inclined to think I was smoking some strange tobacco or other.