Mar 11, 2008 03:50
I wake up from dreams at times for gasps of air
My best sleep is riddled with Concern and despair
In the lives we lead we play games of Truth or Dare,
but no one believes in truth, and they expect life to be fair.
My Vanity,
Apparent in Sanity.
My Vanity,
Apparent in Sanity.
Could you drink from the cup that the larger turns away?
Can you contemplate a day were the good gets to stay?
Will there ever be a right time for the children to play?
and Would it be best to throw your shameful deeds away?
My Vanity,
Apparent in Sanity.
My Vanity,
Apparent in Sanity.