by Dane Isaacs

Created on: May 03, 2008

So what I am?
Just a face on a wall?
Something to appreciate,
And then toss away?

Well maybe your ego
Ought to makes plans in the real world
Because I won't sit here
No more

Fake praise to conceal your game
Maybe I'll forget after the next lie
But I doubt it
I've seen through you

So I'll be my own from now on
I've been through this loop before
It's time to break
I will be my own

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