• Lies and pain, clouds and rain, the truth is a lie, the truth is a lie, home is not home, just a house, here is not where I wanna be, a wannabe, always telling lies, no truth can be found in her eyes, stuck with condescending smiles, and patronizing giggles, and sarcastic hugs, no happiness in the house of untruth, with sadness from friends as they wave tearful goodbyes, if only they knew, if only she could tell them the truth, but, instead, she would leave them, for she couldn't stand to see them mad at her, so she runs, she runs from the hate, and from the lies, the tears, and abuse, but also from the love, the happiness, and the care her friends give to her, friends, they are her family, whereas her relatives may as well not exist, to her they don't, they lie, they hate, they steal, they cheat her, if only they knew, if only it were clear to them, that she were capable of much more than she led on, she said she was weak and stupid, couldn't do anything, could never hurt anyone or stand up for herself, if only they knew, if only they knew...

    The truth is, she lied...