my writing muse turned into a rapper...

my creativity tends to ebb and flow, like the brain just decides to go into hyperdrive and spit out poems and drawings.  my muse is a wistful creature that when bored, likes to poke my brain to see what comes out...

don't lie to me

don't lie to me, don't lie to me

such a dirty lie, why can't you see

you're supposed to be, my best friend

yet here we are, standing end to end

we've had our ups ,and now were down

you made me smile, now you make me frown

what's wrong with you, you're never there

it's almost like, you just don't care

don't lie to me, don't lie to me

such a dirty lie, why can't you see

my heart breaks, just to see your face

to see you high, and out of place

we used to be, such an awesome pair

what's yours was mine, everything we share

best buds for life, swore through and trough

but now i'm me, and now you are you

don't lie to me, don't lie to me

such a dirty lie, why can't you see

i'm falling apart, i need you now

i want you back, doesn't matter how

but you're blind you see, so fucking selfish

doing what you will, to get your every wish

doesn't matter that, i've fallen apart

you don't' know how, to have a heart to heart

don't lie to me don't lie to me

such a dirty lie, why can't you see