she tells so many lies, she doesn't know the truth,
she wants everyone to forget,she's yesterdays news,
the path she forges,she does not care,
but one day she will,when her soul is laid to bare.
the torment of hurt is a vicious chain,
it's laden with wounds and terrible pain,
all she cares about is her own gain,
and all this she does in consuming vain.
one day her house will come tumbling down,
she will be crying the tears of a clown,
all her possessions will be gone from her sight,
and she will lose this long, drawn out fight.
the truth will reign and all her friends will see,
that she's not really who she's claimed to be,
everyone will look with disgust and disgrace,
and all that will be left is the shock on her face.
Love heals everything