The Pretend You.

when you were a mystery,
i used to,
make up stories,
about you,
now your no mystery,
everything i thought wasn't true,
now its so easy to see the real you,
your like all the others,
your all the same,
playing by the same rules
playing the same game,


so much better when you were a mystery,
guess i liked it better when it wasn't reality,
its so appealing to me,
when your a mystery.

i used to lay in bed,
and wonder about you,
i made up things,
that couldn't have been true,
now i know who you are,
my mind has drifted far,
from you.

cause i was so shocked,
like the door was closed,
and now its locked,
ill never be able to get thru,
cause i liked the pretend you.
 
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