Everyone lies, and willingly everyone believes in those lies. How far would a lie take you? How much would a lie heal and/or hurt? And just how much would a lie cost you? You believe in fairy tales and faith in God and beautiful things, just so they could fade away. You believe because, you do and why not, right? These things get you by each day, remind you to breath and to sleep and smile and talk nicely. Even when it's dark and you're alone, you are no longer in fear. For she'll always find you.
Sometimes when I'm just walking on the streets and I stop to take a bearing, I watched these people and their life stories unfold. You know, like what's it like? To be them, to be doing what they are doing, going where they are heading, and losing what they had. And what is it like, to know them?
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