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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The Poems I can't Deny
PoetryPoems about things that are real to me and must be shared.