Promises are meant to be broken and secrets are meant to be told,
trust is not something delivered to you on a platter made out of gold.
my theories are as plain as can be,
they are very real and true to me.
i don't get why everyone seems to say,
trust and believe there will be a brighter day.
at this point i don't think that it's true,
because lately every day gets even more sad and blue.
my thories might get proven wrong,
but until that day to them i will hold strong.
many people will come and then go,
they just melt away like the snow.
lots of people end up stabbing you in the back,
it always happens when everything's on track.
my theories to me are not a lie,
so i will live by them until the day i die.
