Liar To Me
| Posted in Colors, Hope, Lies, Poems | Posted on 11:48 PM
You say outside, the world is blue;
A different shade than I see..
You say outside, the grass is green
Greener than it is to me...
You say there is hope, yes you do
But I cease to see any...
You say there are things that matter,
But I don't seem to find many...
The world is filled with different colors,
From blue to green and red, you say...
So I take a good look outside
And it still appears black, white and grey...
But it's all relative, I've learnt
Why don't you just let your truth be?
You're nothing more than a liar...
A liar to me.
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good stuff, man..
Thanks! :)