Jag har tusen känslor som jag skulle kunna sitta och beskriva. Men vem skulle bry sig? Man blir deppig av att lyssna på mig.

Hejdå.

The lies grow and expand,
and I try to keep up.

Slowly losing control,
I watch as everything I've built
crumbles in front of me.

Wishing that I had done things differently,
but knowing that nothing can ever be changed

I stand there,
letting the wind whip my face,
praying that they would leave marks,
wanting to see angry red welts on my skin.

The betrayal is clear in your eyes,
hear the hurt in your voices as you ask me,
"Do you not trust us?"

Like a slap,
the words hit me in the face,
leaving me to fall as you walk away.

"Do I trust you?",
I don't know.

Wishing I could apologize
for all the wrong doings,
I seek you out, begging for forgivness.

"You shall not seek us out anymore",
and again, I am left to watch you,
fading away from my vision.

Lies, lies, oh lies,
they brought me pain,
they brought me misery.

But I still cannot regret,
the descision of keeping things away,
because in the end, the truth would've hurt
far more than the lies.

Tears mean nothing,
they are just drops of salt and water.

Pain means nothing,
it is there to make us feel alive.

Love means something,
only to be turned into nothing.