And I choose to be aloneRather than wrapped in arms I could never need.

Whatever we sayWe’re always telling each other exactly what we want them to know…We are always telling each otherThe truthEven when We’re lying

She thought men were saviors……And she looked for more in them than what they were…Only to rescue herself from those she wished would rescue her…And isn’t that the most tragic lie…The lie where we tell...