Lie
Look at the pure eyes of the children"Everyone was like that once"What, is that so?Like an HR department, I overlook the worldI was inside a birdcageThe words I spewed were exclusively egotistical controversial statementsI became like this. What's the reason?Rubbing against other people, the dust of myselfWhere I turn, again I ride on soundTo distract from the lonelinessLook below and comparing me to it, you said you were relievedWhat's left is melancholy, satisfaction, after supremacy, empty feelings, loneliness, lossNow I want to avert my eyes from realityI want to stare at only beautiful places, and dream
Can you see through the lies of adults?I told a lie again
Clinging, clinging onto memoriesHonesty is harsh, the feeling of having no other choiceFutility, that word is adequate I think"Yes, I understand, that also again brings this to light"Something squirming and murky is covering my heartI become unable to see the truthAn appealing smell, looking at other peopleGiggling and laughing, turning round and roundHello? God? Can you hear me?Pressing Enter leads to a barrage of DeletesAttached to sly people that enjoy flatteryUsed to the nerves and pain, this deceased heartIs mine but, for whom? For what?
Can you see through the lies of adults?The adults too, told lies again