why do we lie?
In the shadows of the human mind,
Lies a question complex, elusive to find.
Why do we weave this deceptive art?
What compels the untruths to start?
Is it fear that drives the lies to bloom,
A shield against impending doom?
Or a desire to paint a polished view,
To hide the flaws we wish weren't true?
Do we lie to shield a fragile heart,
From the sting of truth's ruthless dart?
Or to fabricate a world so grand,
Where reality might not withstand?
Does the need to lie stem from shame,
A way to hide from judgment's flame?
Or is it born from societal demand,
Where truth might not be deemed as grand?
In the dance of words, where lies entwine,
Do we seek refuge, a sanctuary to define?
Or is it a quest for approval and affection,
A falsehood built on false perfection?
Yet, in the labyrinth of deception's snare,
Lies the risk of a truth laid bare.
For honesty, a beacon, shining bright,
Can dispel the shadows, bring forth the light.
So, let us ponder why we lie,
Asking questions that make us pry.
For in understanding the roots so deep,
We find the path to truths we keep.
Copyright © Ariana Pataki | Year Posted 2023
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