i want to believe you,
i do.
i know you wouldn't lie.
i don't think
But to me, it is. They all are.
lies
And i want to believe myself:
i love me
(no i don't.)
i look away because we are dishonest. One of us is faking, and i'm just so tired.
i've never been a good liar so I learned to apologize,
just not to myself.
So i say
Thank You
with a hollow grin and sad eyes.
(no, not really).
and maybe i can convince you
