the bane of existence

lies to resize, truths to magnify. and what of your face? it's what i'll remember when you're gone. fluid; i am fluent in foolery. myself. only on me, myself. court adjourn; i suspend judgment. there is a lack of substantial grounds for either affirmation or denial. the things i have said, the ways i have been, the way that i am. they all sound so simple. but really, everything and anything is capable of complication. i am but only a fraud. a hypocrite. i lie and cheat and cheat and i am cheated on. but if i could take it all back. starting now, starting forever. if i could only line the stars along my lips, i could give you ten wrongs for every one of my right. i could rob the last stillness in the morning sunrise/ the evening sunset, and place it in your eyes so i will be your little amnesiac; the most beautiful little forgetful in all the land; where i'll feed you tales of my better days. all those dreams we'd make, stars we'd hang up high, would never fade. pretty sundrip sky minus my screams. pretty rainbows with no pots of gold. so i stole the breeze before i left and my heart is a stand-still. this castle of dreams frozen in time.

you know that point in your life when you reach a stage where everything in retrospect looks like a huge joke? we're talking about purposes and reasons and the reasons for.. justification of any given action. EVERYTHING! go on. take people out of space and time, and the universe will collapse upon itself.

let yourself walk on the fine line of self interest and altruism and you will see. you will see that it really doesnt matter where life got confused with soap opera dramas, or even stage productions with finales that have more elements of comedy than tragedy. it never does matter, because you never listen enough anyway.