You disgust me. Your lies and deceit. The fake mask you wear like life is just some big masquerade. Blaming everyone else for the decisions you make. Your sick. You don't know what you want, or where you're going. Breaking everyone's heart as you move along, acting like you've done nothing wrong. Pretending everything is okay, you are fake. A fraud. A loser. Smiling away like you are some good, pure-hearted person. Trying to cheat life away like this is all some big game. No taking account for the mistakes you make, or the fate you've achieved. Everybody loves you. And nobody sees the darkness inside your heart. Nobody wants to realize how ugly you are. You are so good at playing yourself off as this sweet, innocent little girl. You're a liar. A fool. A b**ch. Be real. Let them see you for who you really are. Let them see you for who you know you are. You know the truth about yourself, yet you lead people on to see the beauty of your exterior. Not the bitter, disgusting soul that you keep inside. You make me sick. I make me sick.
