it's easier to lie.

The ones who said they'll be there.
The ones who said they could be trusted.
The ones who said everything nice before everything fell apart.
All lies, when the backs are turned.

Words could mean so much, yet they could crumble and dissolve into nothing.
Then just don't say pls, just fucking keep your mouth shut.
Because I remember, because I never do forget.

So fucking exhausted. So fucking killing me.
If it's this, then just leave me alone.
I am better off alone.