
Lies Our Mind Tells Us
I don’t remember why I am here
I don’t even know what’s the reason to stay
they can make this loneliness feel real
if it makes them happy it’s okay to feel this way
Changing myself to fit a place in their heart
right where we all want to be hurt
And to them I always smile as caught in lies
not to be questioned I lower my eyes
shouting “drinks on me” just so their vitality revives
Even if I’m not fine, I don’t seem to have a reason
it’s light transparent pain, surrounding and filling me
until their words make it a prison
saying being like the rest should be my aim
but using them to define me is always a losing game
if I try to let go they come so close I can smell the lie
“together we’re stronger but alone I’m just smoke like
and if I run away to look for some freedom
I would only have myself to blame”
When I say my passion is what keeps me alive
they laugh at the only time I spoke without fright
people, Marcus Goldman saved my life
while you moved me aside to party all night
I’m sorry I can’t come, too many bruises under my shirt
we have everything in common, except leaving them would hurt
And I imagine reaching them with these words but they denying
it would upset them because I swallowed up every cry
making myself go on the rooftop to be high
Until I left them behind, I couldn’t reach the moon
why do I miss when seeing her together they didn’t let me fly?
their happiness was going to kill me anytime soon
if on the border I asked them for a way to live after
I know nothing they could say would matter
because apparently you can’t shine if you’re shy
but I wanted so bad to be part of the sky
don’t stars realise how giving light to the night is a boon?
Even in a constellation I would be the farthest ever
It’s a strange answer, how the stars
avoid me from thinking
my only therapy, in the dark
from the darkest of my mind
Until I left them behind, I didn’t know that pain was a spark
the world can be better, if someone’s light doesn’t make others’ die
to prove myself I was not a ghost on my body I put those marks
it only made sense the day I wanted to write them a letter
but I wrote it to me instead so it would last forever
everything changed like in a flap of a butterfly
I don’t have to belong to any galaxy in which identify
now my light became what shines in the deepest dark