Trust me, I know everything
Trust me, I know everything
You think you have a secret
that no one knows about,
yet I see fading colours in your life
just like everyone else.
Why is it so difficult for you?
Trust me
It's not all that horrible to be mediocre.
You will not be alone in your everyday.
Allow him to pay for everything,
including his house, cars, and food.
You're acting like a wife & see I'm not even good at it.
Why does that affect me?
Why it bothers me
Is it because
I aim to be mediocre
I want to be plain.
I want to act as if I matter,
but not everyone is so fortunate.
I just want to keep going.
I don't want to carry
The tails of manufactured misery.
I think the reality is far more than
your delusion.
Fake tears produce fake love
and fake hope.
But my sister
At the very least,
I know what I'm doing.