Liar

She waits
She believes
She knows
that she can achieve
if only she’d just go
But yet,
she refuses
to listen
to her mind
her heart
her friend by her side
She just listens
to the worries
eating away at her life
like mice in a house
except it’s worse
She cries to herself
or at-least she does in her dreams
She wants to die
but she has no desire
to watch her dreadful life
flash by her eyes
so she sits in the corner
upset with what she has done
alone, as a liar
alone, as herself