Those words
The ones we yelled
About him
Felt so justified
So true
Made me feel so clever
So clairvoyant and smart
Those words
Clouding my perception
Those words
The ones we said
About her
Felt so secret
And so delicious
Made me feel so mature
So intelligent and worthy
Those words
Turning me into something I despised
Those words
The ones you whispered
About me
Must feel so true
Must be so true
Must feel so justified
And so secret
Those words
The ones you don't try to hide
Me, me, me
- Sith Fisto
- A million names, a million faces. A friend, a foe, a distant acquaintance. What I am depends on what you see, what you want me to be. But in truth I am nothing like that, I'm nothing you think I am. I'm not anyone. I'm me.
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