I'm getting to that stage where all I can see through paranoid eyes is dishonesty. And all I can do is let the negativity flood in and swirl around me.

Maybe this is all I've been for so long that there's really no point in fighting it. Trying to be the best person never quite works out, even when you stay the course despite being in the dust of crumbling dreams.

I never bother to care until it's pointless. And people tend to see what they want, despite what the truth is.