4.30.2010

CRY

We're selfish when we cry
and to say it's what we worry about
when our beloved does

Drying my tear
is another victory for you,
I fear

There's a whole from when we were young
that we must keep filling with lies
beautiful ones

Lie to me dear
for what you don't say
it holds me near

Honesty
will never sound clear to me

I hold you hostage for every word you say
You will never get away