Liar
I tell lies. They come easily.
Just in conversation they come out.
I don't lie about big things --
I don't want to get caught.
I tailor them to the person I tell them to
just to not have to disagree.
I told an 80 year old woman today
that I prefer Tylenol to Aleve,
but the truth is I can't swallow pills.
Still, the biggest lie is one I tell myself
when your face pops up in my thoughts
I say I'm not thinking of you.
Copyright © Sam Mayhue | Year Posted 2011
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