Starved for it all your life, you'll do anything for it. You fake your life, tell some lies, hoping for even a single moment within the spotlight. No one ever seemed to pay any attention to you. Now you simply pull some strings, and craft a life for you, but you can't lead a life you've never lived through.

You're twisting your truth, bending every rule, desiring all eyes upon you. Building on these falsehoods, you're never treading carefully. You've sought all this attention, now no one knows your true intentions. You've cried wolf one too many times, now no one believes you.

For the story you made, at face value is perfect. But you never noticed the nuances that these people go through. The more holes poked through these lies; the more society turns away from you. Why'd you have to lie, when there's already something so special about you?

Sitting deep in this hole now, one you dug for yourself. The throne you'd once sat upon, now crumbles before you. Lying in this grave, all alone by yourself. Is there anything left for you? Where's your life to go from here? It's only you who decides for yourself, now dreading the future.

The ones that once accepted you, now are the ones you once ran from. The whole worlds against you now, have you finally learnt your lesson? You can continue through this life, but you shall remain untrustworthy. You've made yourself who you are now, suffering the consequences of holding up that facade.

But you aren't alone in this path, many lie to get their ways. You've joined the cast of the one's that cry wolf, it's led to this depravity you all find yourselves in. You once built a life, faking the pain of the others. And now that they've called you on your bullshit, there's forever a tear in your disguise.