Contradictions

We took control, then ran away

We earned their trust and left that day

We swallowed our pride, then argued more

We healed the wound, but still felt sore



Are we here for a reason or just to be?

With our five senses but what’s to see?

With our hearing but what’s the use

To hear the media’s glorified abuse



Encouraged to admire each other’s skin

But to feel your own is a sin

Taste so many flavours, love and hate

Then crisis over your size and weight



We kissed the lips and then shook hands

We compromised then made demands

We shared everything then stole it all

We helped them up to make them fall



We made our promises to stab in the back

We surrendered for a secret attack

We think we’re right but feel so wrong

Keeping promises short and lies so long



My conscience is trapped behind the wall which I built

So I never regret or feel the weakness called guilt

What they want to hear is what I’ll say

And I’ll carry on doing everything my way



So I’d give advice just to feel control

Find a place in their heart to steal their soul

Offer a hug to suffocate

A friendly smile but eyes full of hate



Life is short but these days feel so long

While life’s contradictions make me do wrong