Atmosphere of lies

by Esther Wathen   Nov 15, 2005


I am falling through the atmosphere of lies I have told
and people I have hurt waiting an eternity to fall
this ever-changing world has turned dark and cold
I wander down this long and lonely hall,
Looking at times I have cried and made others do the same,
The times I have yelled and screamed,
And called others way too harsh names,
Sometimes I wish this was all something terrible I dreamed.
I wish I could just wake up and smell some fresh air
Nobody would notice if I just disappeared,
But telling anyone this I would never dare.
Its not like if I did anyone of them would pretend they cared.
For now I’ll paint on a fake smile,

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