spin me dreams that aren't real
sing me songs that aren't so sweet
write me lyrics incomplete
tell me lies that makes me feel
that I'm drowning
in you.

(it's all false, I know)

hell, I'm jaded this time round
and there's really nothing more to say
try to hide, keeping your head down
I'll kill you if I can; but that's cliche.

and I wonder, did I win this battle?
but really, does it matter?
get up. move on. I'm gone.

you know what?
I'm still in love

Labels: music/poem, writing