Sane Before The Lies Here I thought that it was simply to go by each day to understand our true purpose in life.Sane Before The Lies by Crossxangel
But who really understands us. You open your eyes each day like nothing matters.
You can have a good day or a bad day, you’ll smile eventually right?
Answer that question when you are left with nothing.
When you feel so trapped you can’t even breathe.
You can lie there, wishing the world away.
Or you can do something about it.
Show them all who you are.
Or let your sanity do it for you.
Break the glass that suffocates you.
Demand freedom, demand a savior.
They all mock you.
Agreeing with you only to “calm you down”.
You know they won’t help you.
Why should they?
They go to work each day, sitting behind their desks and papers.
They don’t know you, they only false listen making excuses to manipulate you to stop.
But once you step out of the office, who’s left to listen.
If they really did help you.
Maybe they would be hanged by a wire, clinging to