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Live the lie Baby

I have to live the lie that really, I'm just tired.    
3 kids, a dog, the job... my melancholly sigh.    
   
I need to live the lie, and hide and stay inside    
No answering that phone, pretending I'm not home.    
   
I have to be a girl; hormonal and unsure.    
A thin and willowy bird. Delicate, not disturbed.   
   
I fake the smile, ice thin.Chat; banal, hollow tin.    
The girls are 'fine', me too. Fine fine fine, and you?    
   
I want to touch the core. Rip it out; pull with force.    
This thing that stole my life. Don't want it any more.    
   
I have to live the lie, that I'm good. Don't make me cry. 
Touch me something please or I will simply, quietly leave.    
   
Don't speak to me, just be. Content to know and see.    
Don't push, don't preach, don't tell. Don't pray that I get well.    
   
I have to live the lie -I have that happy life    
and not curl up and cry ' bastard fucking why?   '
   
I have to tell the lie I want to live, oh yes,      
not die.   
   
   
   
Written by Hissyfit
Published | Edited 15th Apr 2011
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