Fiction

lifes so unfair you thought then turned on your tv, l ifes so unfair you sobbed, then picked up the keys, you locked your castle door behind you to go for a ride, your shiny car roars as you think of what youve been denied, no one understands your mind, no one ever tried, no one has a clue of whats behind these eyes, and i lie, but i believe myself, and the truth hurts more than anything else, drowning in self-pity killing time, it helps me to write the words, and think about the grime, and if you piss me off please dont apoligize, my anger drives conviction as i proclaim these silly lies, if you dont believe me just read between the lines, no one has a clue of whats behind these eyes, and i lie.