The Truth Is a Lie
Eyes look at you for an answer
the wondering mind
anticipating your responds
how time flies
the amount of pressure
what do you do silence or speak
they're waiting on you
lying is an option but it never ends
the truth is to hurtful
somebody give me a shoulder my mind is about to boil
over
here i go my mouth opens the truth spills out
mixed with lies
emotions running on high
the guilty conscience is overwhelming
the fire within is intensifying finally
a scream of relief
silence is his name manipulating is her game
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