Nothing is real
Nothing is false
yet here i am lost
watching all your faults

Nothing is wrong
Nothing is right

Acting as if these lies I have been told belong
Again promising nothing is wrong
All over again

I remain distant
You'd think by now
She'd realize
all these lies,
all wrong
truths have faded in the abyss
everything that was once now gone

All that is left your faults
the web of tattered lies

You'd think by now
She'd realize
all these lies,
all wrong

You'd think by now 
I'd realize.


(AN: very old poem..more reminiscent of the way i used to
write poetry.)