Herds of Cattle

What's wrong with me?
Why did I do it...
I tore it apart. It's worthless.
Its words meant nothing.
Throw it all away.
So I did.
Then I thought again...
Burn it. Burn it all to the ash it deserves!
Did I so.
Satisfaction... Or was it?
Until I thought once more, it was.
But it was a lie...
So I lie here and pretend to sleep,
and I think of the lies--
the lies I've known,
the lies I've told,
and the lie I've become.
No one understands the lies, and that is why they lie...
Imitation.
And so did I...
But desistance
has shattered my resistance.