This, is how you’d decorated your “crib”, isn’t it???
Painted the lies, across these white-washed walls, and, you don’t even realize, that these lies, you’d painted, across these white-washed walls will eventually peel off, and the cold, hard truth shall then, reveal itself, so BLUNTLY, in YO face!
Painted the lies, across these white-washed walls, I now realize that these falsities are just that, there’s NO happily ever after in this fairytale of mine at all, is there? Nope. Painted the lies, across these white-washed walls, and, eventually, truth reared its UGLY head, and, showed ITS disgust on that face on the walls, and, I can no longer fake that smile on my face anymore.
Painted the lies, across these white-washed walls, but W-H-Y? Because I’m not ready to accept the fact, that you were unfaithful to me since the day we wed? Because I have yet, to figure out my own strength, thinking that I can’t survive in this big, old, cruel world without you?
I’d stripped down these lies, that’s painted, across these white-washed walls, and, these walls, are NO longer white-washed anymore, they’re Skittles (colors of the R-A-I-N-B-O-W, anyone???), yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-hum, and, how does THAT make you feel there???
SESSION’s O-V-E-R, what’re y’all still doing here, in my office??? Get O-U-T now, before I call SECURITY!