• 𝙿𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢 • [Eng.]

𝙻𝚒𝚎𝚜

You look me in the eye and you lie.
You promise what you can't deliver.
They all believed you.
You say you will never offend them.
That's right.
As soon as they turns their back.
You stab.
Lies are like water.
It is rolling and no one can stop it.
Like the lies are pouring out of you and no one can stop them.
You maybe.
Maybe sometimes.
The worst is what you don't see.
Aftermath.
I think yes, after all you probably like all the lies.
They say that sometimes a small lie is better than telling the bare truth, which usually hurts more.
Yes it is.
But not when you look someone in the eye and tell the same, to me already worn out, lies