Stop Telling Me Lies

Stop telling me lies

Stop telling me it’s ok
Stop telling me everything is ok
Stop telling me lies
Stop it
Stop telling me it will be ok
Stop telling me I can be ok
Stop telling lies
Stop it
Stop telling me to stay strong
Stop telling me to be happy
Stop telling me lies
Stop it
Stop telling me my suffering is nearly over
Stop telling me to do this and that
Stop telling me lies
Please Stop it
Stop faking your feelings
Stop hanging out with me
Stop telling me lies
Please stop it
I want to hang by myself
I want to be alone
Continue telling the truth
Please
I’m not ok
Nothing is ok
It will never be ok
Because no one cares
Continue telling the truth
Please
Ever since I started feeling like this my right eye twitches
Me: Why did you say that?
Me: I don’t know I thought someone would care
Me: Who would care?
Oh I’m talking to myself
Me, the only one who cares
Not even my family care
Lonely, Broken, and Dying Inside.
Stop telling me lies
But this time, I’m telling the truth.

The real secret is am I telling myself to stop or others to stop.
It’s a mix of both.