All the lies

I feel tired, I haven’t slept for months, all because of your fucking breakup, I don’t know what I feel but I feel it, drugged on the moon, like imprisoned, trying to survive, but it’s you so…. I don’t believe you anymore, all the lies you told us, but……., I now understand that you were shit, and that I wasn’t the problem,……………………..crying in the shower, what good shit, smoking old cigarettes, in the fireplace, but you are ALL THE LIES, you screamed why? in a delicate crystal sphere, seeing what to do, but in the end it wasn’t me the problem!, seeing other girls, having emergency calls, but in the end it was “all lies”…..