I must be dumb for believing all those lies. I should've known from the start you had someone else in mind. Now I'm lost in my own book, stuck between the chapters. I bet you're going to use my pain to get some laughter. Why didn't you tell me the way you really felt in the beginning? Or that you didn't feel the same? Now the only thing in mind is to cause people pain, release all my anger. I put up with this for way too long. I try to do right, but fakes do me wrong. Please stop pretending and act like you know how I feel. Everything you've said lately has been unreal. If you want to know, look in my heart, you'll be suprised at what you find. A bunch of doors that are not in line. Some are damaged, crooked, and some are crazy designs. Twisted and tied, because this whole thing has been a lie.