My Life of Lies


Sometime I feel like I'm living
a thousand lives
because I've told a million lies.
My entire life revolves around them.
Every day, hour, minuet, and second
revolves around lies.
Sometimes it's like I'm drowning in them.
I'm sacred that when I die no one will know who I was truly.
That I will be known but not.
That the true me will always be invisible.
Sometimes I feel like though people know me,
that don't know me.
Often times it feels as if I'm Loki's child.
A child of mischief and lies

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