Sunday, April 25, 2010

-Pondering over Shams we Choose to Believe In-

You didn't stay then, I'll take it you had your reasons
I'm gonna fly too.. because it hurts to be in such loveless liaisons
I can't be stuck in this muck; knowing
That you hate me; It suffocates me
And every word you said... to show how much you care
Was a sham

I believed in it;
Maybe that's why I'm hating myself so much sometimes these days...


Every thought of that encounter; which made me flounder
Looking over my lone shoulder for some sympathy
Makes me pity, and not like myself, all the more

I'm gonna fly, away.
I gotta free myself from the bonds that you lay on me,
Claiming it to be what mattered the most; before you walked away
without a trace
without a grudge
without a shred of guilt

I believed it all.
(Insane and unreal as it seemed!)
Never will I believe again.
And I wonder, if it will help me like myself...
If it will help me not hate myself...