"If I told you a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?"
Would you lust me? Trust me? Let me know that you wanted
To see...
Reality
Through me?
If I told you that it didn't matter if the sun abandoned my days and
The nights embraced my mornings...would you trust it?
Be disgusted by
The lies that I seem to tell you?
Or convince yourself I
Remained honest?
I mean, just because I drink so much
Honest Tea
Doesn't mean
That I've been
Truthful -
More like I've been ruthless,
Full of bullshit
And leaving footprints
In the back of your mind
Without ever letting you in my
Humble Abode.
My code of conduct is to
Never let you know how much you've
Affected me,
Infected me,
Tried to inject me with
Your sweet nothings.
I'm sorry I'm not sorry that you
Have absolutely no effect on me.
Now...
Do you trust that?