A Self of Lies.



You've fucked up again, just look what you've done. There's nothing to gain, and there's nowhere to run. So what will you do now, and do you even know how? You don't think you should stay, but I think I should say oh it's too late! Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. It's too late! Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. It's too late!

Why do I always do this to myself?! I give in to my lies, my safe little shell! What I've created is my personal Hell! Well at least I'll burn well by myself! Oh I'm so alone now! Oh!

My morals confused with all my desires, I always choose to burn in the fire! So you try to help, to quench the flames! Now there's nothing there, but my hate remains! Oh it's too late! Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. It's too late! Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. It's too late!

Why do I always do this to myself?! I give in to my lies, my safe little shell! What I've created is my personal Hell! Well at least I'll burn well by myself! Oh I'm so alone now! Oh!

I cannot escape! I'm locked away! My future's been paved from my decay! How can I choose to win or lose?! I've got no choice! I've lost my voice!Oh it's too late! Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. It's too late! Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. Too late. It's too late!
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Submitted on May 01, 2011

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme a B a B a
Characters 1,453
Words 295
Stanzas 5
Stanza Lengths 1, 1, 1, 1, 1

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