• ivy___ 33w



    A lie of cover ups.

    A lie of solace

    A lie of being a rock solid

    Because I don't have the esteem to be broken apart

    And move it all over my contoured pity face

    So I lie with lies

    And make those lies my truth

    If my truth is questioned

    I'll manifest them in reasoning

    If my truth does not make me being the being

    I must summoned

    But

    I'll preach and preach and preach

    Until my lies becomes remedies

    My remedies become truth

    My truth become ultimate privilege.