Lies

I once knew a girl
She had two bright eyes, a dazzling smile, and a brilliant laugh
Her hair was deep black, always flowing down her back
I asked her once if she was happy, she had said yes
and I believed her.
How could I not? She always seemed to be circled
by happiness around her.
Like a halo

Her eyes twinkled in a way I had never seen before
and her lips curled into a smile I had never recognized before
and her laugh sounded like a melody I had heard before
in a scene of a movie, but I just couldn't remember it
But I could've sworn it was a comedy movie
So I guessed she was happy.

I think you'll never know what your present is
until you gather up the courage to open the damned box, right?
it could be wrapped up in a colorful paper with cute patterns
with a beautiful ribbon glued on top
but when you rip it open you find the most horrible thing you've ever seen
Or it could be plainly wrapped up in a dull shade of brown paper
with no patterns or ribbons
but when you open it
you find the most beautiful thing you've ever laid your eyes upon
And I suppose that's life

Have you ever heard a song so bad
you want to rip off your ears?
Even though if you look at it more closely
the lyrics have a deep meaning lurking there somewhere among the letters
And have you ever enjoyed a really good song
you want to dance along the melody all the time?
Even though when you look at it closely
you can't find anything in the arranged words
Well I suppose that's love

Now back to the girl
I witnessed her breaking down in front of me one day
complaining loudly that life just wasn't fair
And I just stood there awkwardly
wondering when life actually had been fair
Her twinkled eyes seemed to glisten in the dark because of the tears
Her dazzling smile turned into a thin line
Her laughter transformed into a heart-wrecking sobs
that pulled on anyone's heartstrings
Her hair was dampened by her own Niagara Falls
And I watched her as a sob wrecked her body once again
I shushed her up softly
telling her that everything would be okay
when in reality I did not understand a thing
I helped her to stand up and when she was among people once again,
her strong facade returned
her broken tall walls were quickly rebuilt, strong as ever
And I just stared at her like she had grown a new head

She turned to me and mouthed a 'thanks'
I only stared at her and numbly nodded as she turned back
The twinkles in her eyes were there
along with her smiles
Her laughter was heard again
with a melody I still couldn't put my finger on
Her hair was still slightly damp but none noticed this
or maybe they did, but they didn't bother asking

But somehow I slowly understood
why I had never seen twinkles like those of hers before
Her eyes twinkled with hope
and wonder
Hoping the sorrow will leave
wondering why sorrow had never left her
And I slowly understood
why I never recognized her smiles
her lips curled into a wavering smile
As if she was unsure if she had the right to smile or not
And I slowly remembered the scene of a movie
where I had heard the melody of her laughter before
It was a scene of funeral
Where everyone wore black
and the dead's loved ones were crying for him
under the warmth of the sun
As if their tears wanted to bath in the sunlight
The sad, sorrowful melody playing in the background
And then everyone eventually left,
leaving the dead alone resting in his tomb
And I remembered the sad melody
Her laughter rang clearly like that song
And I guessed she had lied to me

I know I had said that it was a comedy movie
but that doesn't mean anyone couldn't die
There's always death lurking around,
among all the laughs we all share

Have you ever lied just for the sake of other people,
then you swallowed your own wound
just so other people's wounds would get bandaged?
Have you lied for the sake of your own self,
just to cover up the wound you had caused for yourself?
"Lies, lies, lies," they sometimes chanted
And I wondered,
Did the deads tell all the truth before they died,
or did they carry their lies with them to their tombs?

Now I will lie and say I'm not wondering about it anymore