The Truth in Me
FunkeR
Posts: 105
everything one could ask for, I have in my hands
a wealth of joy and fortune to hold and remain intact
one breath above you all, but i feel so empty inside
like I'm in the wrong clothes, or riding the wrong tide
I could say my goodbye's and end this as it is
I could tell you the reason for my leaving, but I'm afraid it ain't true
it's just my pathetic psychotic game of hide and seek
except you're not seeking the truth in me
every inch of my body I have discovered and enjoyed
Oh I'll tell you the things that no one else could swallow
a deepness of water is the shallowest of my soul
so exit this dream of me being so deep and just see for yourself
I'm not in the race I should be fighting for, no
I'm a piece upon myself
Unique as if I was alone
yet as dumb as the world's populace
I could say my goodbyes and end this all tonight
I could tell you the reason I'm a lie and that I'm afraid to reveal the truth
It's just a pathetic game I play in my off time
except you're not seeking the meaning in my life
You're not searching for the truth in me
a wealth of joy and fortune to hold and remain intact
one breath above you all, but i feel so empty inside
like I'm in the wrong clothes, or riding the wrong tide
I could say my goodbye's and end this as it is
I could tell you the reason for my leaving, but I'm afraid it ain't true
it's just my pathetic psychotic game of hide and seek
except you're not seeking the truth in me
every inch of my body I have discovered and enjoyed
Oh I'll tell you the things that no one else could swallow
a deepness of water is the shallowest of my soul
so exit this dream of me being so deep and just see for yourself
I'm not in the race I should be fighting for, no
I'm a piece upon myself
Unique as if I was alone
yet as dumb as the world's populace
I could say my goodbyes and end this all tonight
I could tell you the reason I'm a lie and that I'm afraid to reveal the truth
It's just a pathetic game I play in my off time
except you're not seeking the meaning in my life
You're not searching for the truth in me
I say what I want, when I want. It's freedom of fucking speech.
Sperm, It's in you to give.
I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.
Sperm, It's in you to give.
I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.
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For what?
Sperm, It's in you to give.
I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.
For posting a poem on the board. That's all. I'll make sure not to say thanks next time.
I always post miscellaneous bullshit I write from time to time.
And always will until the day i die.... or get my internet connection cut off.
Sperm, It's in you to give.
I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.
Thanks, FukR.
You're welcome, Fn bark carrots
Sperm, It's in you to give.
I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.