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We live in this tiny secluded world
Where things are peaceful
Where everyone is happy
Where everything is “just right”.
You ever think it was a cover up?
You ever think our perfect little world
Wasn’t so perfect and peaceful?
That things weren’t “just right”?
I used to believe it all
With their well-kept things
And their happy, smiling, families
Yet, It seemed to good to be true.
In fact it was all fake
It looked good on the outside
But when you looked deeper
It was nothing but lies.
I too, lied, and covered things up
When things weren’t going so well
In order to keep our “perfect world”, perfect
We would keep everything “hush-hush”.
But we slipped up
Some of our secrets were no more
People found out, and talked to other people
They all knew our secret.
Now, they all felt bad
But would never say anything
To help heal our wounds
Yet people would still gossip.
We weren’t the only ones
Everyone else covered their problems
Ours just distracted their attention
And made them temporarily forget about their own.
It’s happening again
But to someone else now
I’m glad it’s not me but
It still hurts seeing it all again.
So once again...
I live in a “perfect” world
Where bad things never happen
Or do they?
Everything is falling apart. I don't know what to do. Things seem fine, but arn't. Yet I still cover everything up will a laugh or a smile.
On a much happier note....Six days untill school is out! :-) I can't wait! And Three days until my first day of work! (I work at Wade Stadium for the Huskies)
I'm done venting.
Peace out.
Where things are peaceful
Where everyone is happy
Where everything is “just right”.
You ever think it was a cover up?
You ever think our perfect little world
Wasn’t so perfect and peaceful?
That things weren’t “just right”?
I used to believe it all
With their well-kept things
And their happy, smiling, families
Yet, It seemed to good to be true.
In fact it was all fake
It looked good on the outside
But when you looked deeper
It was nothing but lies.
I too, lied, and covered things up
When things weren’t going so well
In order to keep our “perfect world”, perfect
We would keep everything “hush-hush”.
But we slipped up
Some of our secrets were no more
People found out, and talked to other people
They all knew our secret.
Now, they all felt bad
But would never say anything
To help heal our wounds
Yet people would still gossip.
We weren’t the only ones
Everyone else covered their problems
Ours just distracted their attention
And made them temporarily forget about their own.
It’s happening again
But to someone else now
I’m glad it’s not me but
It still hurts seeing it all again.
So once again...
I live in a “perfect” world
Where bad things never happen
Or do they?
Everything is falling apart. I don't know what to do. Things seem fine, but arn't. Yet I still cover everything up will a laugh or a smile.
On a much happier note....Six days untill school is out! :-) I can't wait! And Three days until my first day of work! (I work at Wade Stadium for the Huskies)
I'm done venting.
Peace out.