The Liar

How come some people compulsively lie

Is it such a habit that is how they get by,

Yes it is because that is how they reverse it back to you

But, we all know a liar never tells what is true,

I am no saint and don't claim to be

This isn't about me and I am trying to make you see,

They play innocent and Oh I am the victim

In reality everyone knows that liars like to play dumb.


Written By: Unique Poetry 2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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