You once told me a lie
And then you said you’d share the truth
I tabled it asking for a raincheck
The time had not been right
I’m calling in the chip
Tell me a new story
Make me believe in fairy tales
Let me meet the fairy godmother
I want a fable I can apply to my life
I want to wish upon a falling star
I want night vision to see the stories converge
Tell me another lie
Truths are no longer to be trusted
I’d rather be fooled into the abyss
Categories: Culture, identity, mental health, Psychology, society, women
SMiLes The Only Healing
For me Is What i Imagine
So i Create My Own
Story
And
Continue
to Inhale
Peace Exhale
Love Yet That’s Just
The Way it Goes Every
One’s Story to Write and Do Now..:)
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Love this. You might like my new post on the evolution of lying.
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