The truth can have A bitter taste Reality An ugly face Unpleasant though These things may be They speak out of Necessity Wanted a place To lay the blame But in the end It’s all the same You laid the ground You played your part The root of this Was in your heart Pretend its not your fault Denial worn like comfort If there’s no witness Was there even a crime? Your latest tragedy A melodrama in three acts A guiltless fantasy Devoid of any cogent facts It’s such a travesty That you can’t recognize your fate The greatest tragedy... ...is the one that you yourself create It’s obvious That consequence Doesn’t arise From random events Choices were made For bad or good And yet you played Your victimhood Pretend its not your fault Denial worn like comfort If there’s no witness Was there even a crime? Your latest tragedy A melodrama in three acts A guiltless fantasy Devoid of any cogent facts It’s such a travesty That you can’t recognize your fate The greatest tragedy... ...is the one that you yourself create Ownership of Sins that were waged Would surely help To turn the page Avoidance means More pain awaits Doomed to repeat Your past mistakes Pretend its not your fault Denial worn like comfort If there’s no witness Was there even a crime? Your latest tragedy A melodrama in three acts A guiltless fantasy Devoid of any cogent facts It’s such a travesty That you can’t recognize your fate The greatest tragedy... ...is the one that you yourself create