Lie to me.
Tell me that I am everything I never was.
Tell me that I am beautiful and watch me tremble and shake.
Look into my eyes and lie to my face, will you?

Why did I build my home on such
an unsteady foundation
of lies and insecurity?
Time and time again,
I swallow my grief
just to blink back tears and brush the truth away.
Stay where you are and do not come near.
Don't cause a land slide that will surely destroy me.
I will be crushed under the weight of so many lies
weakly supported by kind intentions.

Hide the truth for me if you love me truly.
Cover my eyes and whisper into my ears: you are beautiful.
Protect me with your lies.

I feel empty
Completely emotionless
And it's awful.

All I know is that I want something
To fill me up
But I don't know what that something is
This blankness within confuses me
It's bewitching and perplexing at the same time.

My life is like a spiders web
Strand for strand intertwined
An ordered chaos built each day
From my soul this web is lined

Twisted and tangled in a mess
Full of insects which upon I feast
These are the bad memories that I have
Deep inside I conceal the beast

Because of those moonlit nights
My web shimmers like a lake
These are the good times that shine
Those memories shall never break

Some strands of my web
Are sticky and gross
But all in all they stand strong
Because this is just how life goes

A web of unimaginable entanglement
Strand for strand intertwined
An ordered chaos built through time
This web my soul has lined

Tears aren't my remedy
Much as I can't keep away from you
I try to condense and bear it
though the pain is worse than a blazing bush

you are now more than an Ulcer to me
that I cant scratch when it itches me
I still keep it  in my dreams
but hate it how you play with my thoughts
chasing you from there is effortless
cause you never move an inch

Too tired of how your name sounds in my mind
louder than Xmas bells
ringing in church

your name runs through my head like the moving wind in the air
Each time calling me for rescue
but have never found it when  I search

making the matter worse
the memories I bear
turn all "hate to love"
......"my lovely hopes to fear"

And each time you have to go
I Hardly wish you to leave
thinking you would be back
Even when you simply say goodbye
My heart is left debating

The distance left is longer than that
from Earth to the stars in the sky
Now for sure I find it true that
I can easily catch a cold than get over my worries for you.