i was jerked around and fooled
with so many times,
i don't know which way is up anymore,
find myself looking down more and more
often, trying to find myself
i guess,
or something like it.
i don't know what i look like
through the mirror, find i'm wanting
whatever isn't there.
this lie just holds one grain of
truth to it:
it happened once, and it happened to you.
so, maybe two.
i won't be the liar you made me out to be.
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