I spent my nights on telepathy
am I the truthful wannabe
I know your lies
I know your secrets
why do you run around so much
wish I didn't tell you everything
are we two, or are we no-one
You don't care about my cracks
in the end I'm more broken than you
but I don't care
It's all a fantasy
we all play games to run away
I see you raining on my vision
my pain will never be yours
living alone, together we don't touch
it's all mine
could all be better if we ran away
copyright Soraya Garcia 12/14/13
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