When you are constantly being played a carefully orchestrated game, by the people you love, everyday you wake up with a chilled feeling inside not knowing, is it going to be another day you will be played. Your want to believe the lie those very same people surrounds you with. Yet some part of you know its a big lie, and the reality is totally different because you know, and once told, that action speak louder than words. The actions are clear, you can see them, hear them and feel them. The lie is to save the face. Because deep down, what they want is to hurt you. But still come clean as if they didnt mean anything.
You know this, yet you try to be patient. Give every possible chance to make it right. Why, because you love them. But they won’t take it. Because they are not real. If they were, they would have taken every chance to make it right and prove you are wrong, and the lie is your own illusion, a feeling of insecurity. But they are silent. You are nothing more than an event in their general priority list. And they make that clear. And thats when it hits you so hard. You wake up. And they.. continue to play you, and You… wait till they take a chance and make it right. Its like a vicious cycle. Hope is what stimulates it. But in the end, you are likely to be disappointed, again and again.
Junkyard 