words

Words are cheap. Typed, written words.to be exact.Sometimes even spoken words.It doesn't take much effort to concoct some random paragraph. Just as I am doing now. It doesn't take much effort to lie with words. Even if I don't feel exactly very happy, all I have to do is throw in a lot of "haha"s and nobody can tell. Sometimes we hide behind the security of words, and most of the time we depend on it. If you think about it, the fairytales we read, the novels we buy, they're all somebody else's lies. In the end we're all just buying everyone's lies except our own.

We tend to depend on all the things written down.Like beautiful words said in smses, notes and letters, make meetings and said yes only to be unsure of our own answers.All they did was give us hope.Maybe even false hope.Like how we hold on to promises made, we hold on to the words said and keep them like a proofs.But then eventually, as time flys, people come and go as well and these words dont mean nothing no more.They are just plain words.I mean all i'm saying is..I had it?

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I'll admit it

this just aint no game these just aint words that im spittin

if u can see the thoughs that's in my head

im trippin

im a playette that is true but i'll change the game for u

see wat it dooo

Can i be for real

this is how i feel

im in need for love

so let's dip up out of here

ooo your just my type

everything's alright

and i just wanna chill

so lets dip up out of here