22 January 2013
Oh, so many people, Never felt so damned alone, All the bitching and the wailing, It's enough to make me groan.
The rumour mill a-sparkles, But it doesn't shine for me, Look deep beyond the surface, Yet the truth you'll still not see.
Covered up by layers, Of deception; need no heart, How can I have friends these days- When lying is an art.
Lying. • Opuss № I