confessions by Jessica Yenand you paint on these faces,
powdered blush and liquid eyes.
still searching for confirmation,
you mask the insecurity hidden inside.
and i lied.
and you feed on the control,
your voice resounding in the mike,
these commands and condemnations
fuel your never-ending strife.
and i lied.
and you wonder why you're lonely,
and forgotten in the dark,
when empty words and silent glances
haunt your every thought.
and i lied.
and you do your little dance,
fluff your feathers and your walk,
you can't trust in Him no more
refusing to trust anyone but self.
and i lied.
and you stress on every detail,
freak out on every test,
you're scared about the future,
and can think of nothing less.
and i lied.
and i lied
because i am exposed.
i'm falling out
of what i am.
and i am, once again,
the tip of the finger,
the point of the stem.
and i lied
because i am who you are
and i've lost myself again.
and now this is my confession:
i am not in control anymore.
and i lied when i said i was. 02/27/2006 Posted on 02/27/2006 Copyright © 2024 Jessica Yen
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