I was a faker.
A liar;
A poser.
My throat had caught on fire from the lies that I had told.
For a thousand years and over, I had been this way and remained
But with the help of a 4 leaf clover, I'd promised I could change.

For my throat had caught on fire from the lies that I had told.

"Careful," they would say, as I sat on the edge of my abyss.
"Why am I this way?"
"I don't know," came the simple reply.
Of course nobody knew.

'Cuz my throat had caught on fire from the lies that I had told.

Year after year,
Guilt would wrack my brain.
All that negative energy,
Was making me insane.

I'd scream at the top of my lungs, yelling-

"Free me, why am I in this?!"
But alas no one had saved me,
As I fell into the abyss.

I would speak, I would talk.
I would whisper, I would yell.
And so the fire had distinguished,

For there were no lies to tell.

Thoughts? They only get better, I have so much more planned!