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by Sole Jul 14, 2008 category : Friendship, family / other
I am the builder A fort of words carefully constructed Nobody can break though my wall I am the spider Weaving a web of lies and deceit Protecting my fragment of truth from all I am the archer Firing arrows of mis-direction Leading them away from my past I am the priest Preaching my imagination Tell them to eat when they should fast I am the jewells Hidden, disguised, behind a fake frontier Can't possibly reveal my lies You are the thief Slowly breaking down pretend facade When you discover, you must realise I want to be truth But I am lie, I am fake, I am not I want you to understand, I want you to see I am the victim Tried to hide my weakness behind pretence I wish I could tell you, wish I could set myself free