Truth is a cold hearted bitch
No matter the varying circumstances surrounding it
No matter the varying circumstances surrounding it
Its face remains a constant sore to the unaccepting naked eye
But what’s one to do when through perception
Your brain programs a lie into a truth
When reality is nothing but a manifestation of your imagination come to life
This is life they say
At one point or another
It will screw you over in the ass
With your eyes open wide, willy-nilly
This is my truth
I’d be damned if I’m lying to myself!
anishagold 