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Written by
: Lies
Ok,
this is just something I typed up one night.
I wrap myself in silence, trying to shut you
out
You cannot break through the barrier
I have taken years to build
I keep you at arm's length, maybe farther
To keep you from seeing the real me
You say you like me, don't look too close
The truth might change your mind
I write this shit, as if I were some great enigma. I'm
not. I'm just a girl, or woman, if you prefer. I am full
of opinionated advice and bad habits. I'm no sage
philosopher. The answers to the world's problems do not
reside in my head. More likely, I am a minor annoyance to
the few people I spend time with. Neither deep nor
shallow, I am horribly, dully average. There's no need
for you to respond to this, don't give it too much
thought. In fact, you didn't even have to read it, guess
I should have mentioned that sooner.
So I lied . . .
I crave your attention, look at me, please
I must be the center of my world
I'm happily neurotic, when I'm not depressed
And a bit of a god complex to boot
My life is a movie, and I am the star
And director and writer as well
I have a good heart, and a huge evil streak
I'm someone you'll never understand
Ok, so I have a bit of a personality
problem. I realize that. Never have I claimed to be
normal, nor do I want to be. Maybe the world isn't ready
for the real me. At least that's what my therapist says.
That's ok, I'm not ready for the world, either. As long
as you all accept me, and maybe even like me. (optional,
of course) I just like to have a small place in the world
where I can be myself, whatever that may be at the time.
~Lies
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