For years those walls stood strong
Protecting me from
The ones out to hurt me
And bring me down
They kept away so many
Not deserving of my trust
And even those closest
Don’t know all
There is to hear of my story I kept inside
Away from the light
And allowed my soul to slowly die
Then came the day I met you
And I trusted all you said
Was not a lie

I was wrong
And look what I’ve become
Missing someone who
Doesn’t deserve to see
How much your absence
Is still hurting me
Haunted by promises
That were never meant to be
For you the walls crumbled
Without even a sound
I believed I could trust you
And I welcomed you inside
Only to discover
Your every vow was a lie

Does it make you happy?
Do you every morning smile?
As you continue on your selfish way
Not giving a damn 
About the hurt you create
And did you know that after
All you did in my weakest hour
I still sometimes wonder
If there was any truth in your words
If you ever even cared
Did you ever mean the words you said
When no one else was there
Was even a single moment’s time
More than just a lie?

Will is an author and artist and producer (it’s only one indie short film but it’s on IMDB.com so it totes counts!) and founder of fetchentertainment.com and pain in the ass. He rather opinionated and has no problem sharing his thoughts on a variety of topics from the freakshow that was Election 2016 (how tf did Trump freaking win!?) to the importance of matching that belt to those shoes. He adores penguins and has a maniacal plan to use an army of them to take over the world and crown himself Emperor of All That Is (though he’d be happy with the Winter Russian Palace in what he would rename Mine!-Mine!-Mine!) but until then enjoys hiding away in his apartment and writing all sorts of tales that would worry that cokehead Sigmund Freud (really, we should believe he snorted for science!?) and drawing pictures of his creations.

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