My Friendly Lie
You have really got no idea,
No idea at all,
No idea about my life,
From up there on the wall,
When, in the morning, you blankly stare,
Deep into my eyes,
You tell me life is nice and fine,
You blindly tell me lies,
How the food and wine and lazy world,
The game I try to play,
Can be washed away with a shave,
Every single day,
But, deep down, I’m alert,
To your lies I am immune,
The lies you tell, my little mirror,
Hanging in my room.
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