Small Lies

They come easy on the tongue They silence an inquisitive child A scared daughter or a curious son But they start to grow like nature in the wild Small lies are easy to churn out How many of them have been fed into phone lines? But the lies eventually run out When the pile up, collide and pin the truth like crossed lines Lies about where you are at Don’t know that you can’t be in two places at once Lies about who you are with Don’t know the world has a million eyes Lies need more lies to hold up Lies breed more lies till the fall apart As the trustworthy become treacherous Small lies age into empty promises