the truth is, I'm afraid of the consequences. I don't do, and do, so many things just to avoid confrontation that I don't even know why I act the way I act. I'm this strange mix of coward and masochist. I don't want to suffer, and yet I behave like it's everything that I desire.
constantly on the run from the faces I want to kiss
forever in debt to the dollars I spare and give away
always writing the lies I don't want to speak
or is it the truths?
one day I will finally grow into what I aspire. At least I believe in that. And when I do, all of this bullshit will have not been in vain.
manic
Chris Yvon
7 years ago
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