Artificial Flavoring

I want to repierce my tongue. Significance? To stop lying. the mouth acts as a cage to halt the lies from trespassing into reality. The barbell as an anchor to magnetize the lies to where it belongs in the sealed confinement of my lips. I don't wish to narrate lies for words cannot be taken back easily. But it's always an easy option that I do it on a daily basis,\. Put on a mask everyday for really, I'm hiding things you don't wish to see. I have constant battle between my heart and my brain whose also concurrently fighting with insomniac tribulations.To not breath life into these personal arguments for the real world may not comprehend the life and times of Myra. Must be hard living in a liar's body, I suppose. Lying has become so formidable force to be reckoned with, I give up. And have surrendered to its powers as it lies so comfortably in my skin. So I seem more composed thn ever. The flexible layer or compiled lies envelopes scars I don't want to reveal and replaces it with a big ass smile, my face has grown to love. Because I'm tired of singing the same tune again, tired of being tired and tired of fucking around with my teenage angst. I give up, I swear.