facade

i'm tried of acting all blur
and not knowing what is going on.
it may avoid awkard situations and all,
but it is taking it's toll on my mental stablility.
may be not to that extend, but still.

i know more about what is going on around me
i just chose to act all not-knowing
but trust me i do.
i get the hints.
i understand what you all are saying

only i chose not to show it.
and it's messing up my life
when there is too many things to hide.

i'm tried of it all
i really am.
i noe what you are getting at.
but i'm tried of getting used.
getting treated lyk an idiot.
for i am not and will not.
and i'm getting tried of it all.

it still hurts no matter how much i say it doesn't
it still hurts,
right from the begining.
i know it's over,
it's the pass and i've moved on,
but it still hurts.

i noe what you are doing,
right from the start,
but i acted,
i pretended.
but now,
i'm tried of it all.

i refuse to admit i know what it is about,
not becos it's true,
not becos i'm deluding myself,
and now,
i'm tried of it all,
of acting all unsure.

i'm tried of it all
i really am,
pretending to be all not knowing,
thinking it is for the best,

but not matter how tired i am of it all,
the facade will still stay.

sketched by Pamela Peh | at 21:46