Stop pretending your all that.
The lies you throw out are catching up.
Enemies are one step behind you,
Chewing the path that you lay.
"Eat my dust!" you say,
But those words are true to those behind you.
A minute past and you drown in all of those lies,
Your sworn enemies see past your disguise.
You lay there, unspoken
For you are paralyzed for what has come
Your mind tries to steer you to the path once again,
But you decide to walk a different path.
You now have actual friends instead of _your_ so called "friends"
Now you tell the lies, "Eat my dust!"
They have a long way to come
So your on your own now without those lies.