Self Lies
Where do the lies go
That you tell yourself
Do they take root
And feed upon your health
Fattening themselves
Then like a dart
Finding nourishment
Into your willing heart.
Don't tell me
You don't feel them there.
The lies never die
They furnish their lair
What do we lose?
Self respect the ego fall
Our own sense of worth
The biggest lie of all.
Copyright © Allen Smith | Year Posted 2023
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