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Lie to me
Alright, I guess it’s time to be honest,
I got so used to living in a world where it’s beyond us.
Or below us,
Either way I know,
That I’m not the only traveler, weary on the road,
I got a map in my hand, but forgot my destination,
Walking round in circles and it pays to be patient,
It’s sad, man, like no one can be trusted,
Brutus brought the dagger to my chest and he thrusted.
Et tu brute?
I knew my time would come but why today?
I had a whole bunch of plans, on the tip of my tongue,
Didn’t feel the need to rush them, after all I’m so young,
It’s like, good times will come,
I’ll grow up, shit it’ll fall into place, what up Tetris?
I don’t even need to try, that’s pathetic.
Oh, wait, want to see my next trick?
I’ll drop out of school, follow my dreams, it’ll be sick.
Then a couple months later you’ll see me on the street,
Gotta dollar in my pocket but won’t use it to eat,
I need a mic and a studio, got words I should speak.
But my body’s grown weak.
I haven’t eaten in days,
Walking round the world so confused and dazed,
And fazed.
But I shouldn’t complain,
Got tired of the lies, they were all sounding the same,
So I asked for the truth and I received it,
But it hurt so bad, I can’t believe it.
I never thought that I would feel so defeated.
So ready to quit, throw the towel in,
The world seemed so blessed like a talisman,
Filled with wonder, magic and mystery,
Like somewhere out there’s a life that was meant for me,
But I don’t know if I can find it.
I found the wall but I’m stuck behind it,
I found a ladder but don’t know if I can climb it.
I’ll never know what waits on the other side,
I’ll turn around start filling my head with lies,
Put the truth in a box, set my pants on fire,
In a world this misleading, it pays to be a liar.
I got so used to living in a world where it’s beyond us.
Or below us,
Either way I know,
That I’m not the only traveler, weary on the road,
I got a map in my hand, but forgot my destination,
Walking round in circles and it pays to be patient,
It’s sad, man, like no one can be trusted,
Brutus brought the dagger to my chest and he thrusted.
Et tu brute?
I knew my time would come but why today?
I had a whole bunch of plans, on the tip of my tongue,
Didn’t feel the need to rush them, after all I’m so young,
It’s like, good times will come,
I’ll grow up, shit it’ll fall into place, what up Tetris?
I don’t even need to try, that’s pathetic.
Oh, wait, want to see my next trick?
I’ll drop out of school, follow my dreams, it’ll be sick.
Then a couple months later you’ll see me on the street,
Gotta dollar in my pocket but won’t use it to eat,
I need a mic and a studio, got words I should speak.
But my body’s grown weak.
I haven’t eaten in days,
Walking round the world so confused and dazed,
And fazed.
But I shouldn’t complain,
Got tired of the lies, they were all sounding the same,
So I asked for the truth and I received it,
But it hurt so bad, I can’t believe it.
I never thought that I would feel so defeated.
So ready to quit, throw the towel in,
The world seemed so blessed like a talisman,
Filled with wonder, magic and mystery,
Like somewhere out there’s a life that was meant for me,
But I don’t know if I can find it.
I found the wall but I’m stuck behind it,
I found a ladder but don’t know if I can climb it.
I’ll never know what waits on the other side,
I’ll turn around start filling my head with lies,
Put the truth in a box, set my pants on fire,
In a world this misleading, it pays to be a liar.
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