I tell all lies.

Did you find out the truth?
Behind my lies you finally see what it is that's real..
No words to speak, no patience to give me.
Trapped in my own misery, alone.
I sit here waiting like the usual motherfucker you see waiting.
Tapping my foot, looking at my rose gold watch.
Waiting on you is all I seem to do.
Might as well go work in a waiting room..
I never keep you though.
Always there when you call, always on time..
Giving you my all..and what happens next?
Society has you like a sex partner.
The world is awarded your attention, more than I..
No need for me to cry anymore, when shit goes to shit it's shit amd it can't get shittier anymore...I don't even know if that's true or not.
Writing this thing is the only thing that can keep me calm..
Keep me from blowing up your phone 15 more times.
I get tired of feeling this way.
No one else makes me feel this way.
It's not until you,, the truth that I slip into this unhappy state. With all the bitching, lies, and crys, shit, who could handle this. No wonder no one even bothers to answer anymore...no wonder why these text messages and phone calls die and grow old. I keep trying to find better ways to deal with myself. I'm losing all balance, losing all motivation cause this world is fucking hell. Not where I wanna be in anything aspect, yeah I feel good, right? Bullshit. I can't stand the shit on the daily that I have to put up with. People annoying me, fighting, crying about how bad it is. But there are people that wish that things were just bad and not impossible. I can't convert to what society wants. I have to be real and always walk my walk. Sometimes you have to step out of place just to see where you are...sometimes you have to step out of place just to see where you are...