Liar

Dread oh dread 

It once got to my head…

They all left me for dead 

At least that’s what I would have said

Had I not been lying…lying about the truth

I was lying in bed 

No where near dead. Was it all in my head?

But why did I lie? For the exhilarating chill 

of someone else believing my lie? 

The feeling of knowing someone will believe you? 

Knowing you have them manipulated in every way? 

Was it all for the thrill?

Did I like the control? 

Maybe…but they don’t need to know that

So, again I’ll say…

They all left me for dead 

Yet, no one ever said 

They felt grief as I let out my last breath

How could they do such a cruel thing? 

Leave me out in the cold 

All alone…taking my last breath

Is this what they wanted? 

What could they want from me? 

I’ll say it again…

How sad. 

They all left me for dead.