Those pretty little lies
Put a smile on my pretty little lips
Your pretty little eyes
Play pretty little tricks
Your deceiving
I’m unbelieving
You cheat
You lie
Your words so sweet
I can’t deny
Your pretty little lies
Blind my pretty little eyes
I do without thinking
I live without breathing
I can’t keep regretting
I can’t keep believing
Your pretty little lies
Your pretty little lies
I can’t keep my pretty little lips smiling
I know you deceiver
I can’t keep my pretty little eyes from crying
I know you believer
I fall apart
Because of your pretty little lies
I rip out my pretty little heart
This is my demise
I take pretty little pills
And cry pretty little tears
***This is about the voice in my head (conscience) not an actual person just to go ahead I let that be known, I’m not sure what brought this on but I enjoyed writing it as simple as it may be.***
7 comments
nice write! so glad i found this site.
Thank you Julieb, I’ve only been on a couple months but when I need to get out things I can’t tell anyone else it’s always there which is amazing.
Simple can be good.
Sometimes I write without understanding why/what I’m writing too. I like when it happens, then I always have with lots of things to ponder…
“I take pretty little pills
And cry pretty little tears”
and I prob wrote these last two lines lol
Tristeza, the last two lines were supposed to be about her overdosing…I don’t know if that came cross or not…I write a lot without thinking…
it reminds me of last suicide attempt, thats why I prob related to them…just noticed it now when you explained.
<3 It's probably how I'd do it if I chose to end it…
<3 I know, it seems a lot more peaceful than other methods. Though I changed my mind about my method, it could be a lot more painful–for a brief moment–but chances of success would be high.