Living

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I can't explain my life without explaining me 

I am someone that everyone believes to be good,

But I am not.

I hate the fact no one has penetrated my arm our of steel lies

To see what is beneath....

A fragile liar.

It's so plain

So simple

Yet it would astound those who I know.

My lies go so far bakck I don't know where they begin

Lying is breathing 

Eating

Sleeping .

Do I like it 

Hell no.

Do I constantly do it 

Every fucking day of my life.

Why do people lie?

I know why I do

To keep myself from hurting others...

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