NoLies.

have you ever been surrounded by people, yet felt so alone?
have you ever been scared to make a descision for yourself, because you know either way it'll be the wrong one for you?
have you ever been so scared to hurt someone else, that you put yourself through pain instead?
have you ever wondered if something happend to you, how many people would actually care?
have you ever kept yourself from doing something you love, because someone else doesn't approve of it?
have you ever wondered who you can trust, and who you can't?
have you ever wondered who your real friends are, and who are posers?
well i have. i go through atleast one of these a day. so it goes to show that no one ever really knows the real you. they may know the you on the outside; the you that everyone else see, and some know more of the inner you than others. but no one actually knows the full inner and outter you. there are things about us that if people found out they'd be in shock, cry, or even just be mad; not at you but at the world or life. i get so confused because at times i think i've figured it out, and i know who's my real friends are and who's just posing things go the other way. i hear that people who i thought were my true friends say stuff about me. i used to consider lots of people my best friends, but now i don't know how many i actually can say i have. backstabbing is one thing, but changing it to make it sound like the person you talked about was the bad person in this situation is another. criticizing and dissing someone and then telling people that the exact opposite happened and your the victim here, is just not right. cause then you're not only lying but making others turn against someone who has had an impact on their self-esteem enough asit is. so i'm sick of all of this. backstabbing friends can just say goodbye to my shoulder, because it's not there for them anymore. they can say shit about me all they want, but that won't keep me from being me and making sure people see who i really am, not who they make me out to be. so don't be a backstabber. it's the most hurtful thing to do to a friend none the less a best friend. friends have been there for you and given you everything they possibly can, stabbing them in the back is not returning the favour. they've at one point or another put everything on the line just for you. so the least you can do for them is praise them for it, because think about it they've saved you from humiliation and shame at one point in your life, even if it meant that they took it for you. stangers stab you in the front, boyfriends stab you in the heart, friends stab you in the back, but best friends don't carry knives.
much love,
tiff<3

Shattered
A mirror shattered in a million pieces,
With sharp pierced edges.
I won’t believe your lies,
Coming for you is quite the surprise.
Don’t begin feeling I’m the one to blame,
You dug the grave with your own shame.

[Chorus]
You try to hide your lies,
Living in your own fake disguise.
Never thought you’d commit all that backstabbing.
Truth comes out, leaving us bleeding.
If it wasn’t for your torture,
I wouldn’t be this much stronger.

Thought I knew you, thought I could trust.
Now moving on is an immediate must.
I’ll stand my ground, when everyone else is backing down.
I won’t let you win, or wear the crown.
There’s no way to heal theses wounds now,
No use in asking why or how.

[Bridge]
I have cried,
But never lied,
And held onto my pride.

[Chorus]
You try to hide your lies,
Living in your own fake disguise.
Never thought you’d commit all that backstabbing.
Truth comes out, leaving us bleeding.
If it wasn’t for your torture,
I wouldn’t be this much stronger.

I heard you’re going around, playing the victim now.
I wouldn’t know how to never back down,
If it wasn’t for your insults and condemnation.
The other side to the story shall not be left unwritten.
My pride shall be perceived and noticed.
Secrets of mine, left within the chest to rust.

[Chorus]
You try to hide your lies,
Living in your own fake disguise.
Never thought you’d commit all that backstabbing.
Truth comes out, leaving us bleeding.
If it wasn’t for your torture,
I wouldn’t be this much stronger.