When I was young
I was always told
Lies were something
Never to behold
Dark and deceptive
Lies were a sin
Bright and beautiful
Truth would always win
Then once upon a time
I met a liar
A man so full of sin
But I couldn't help
But marvel
At the beauty of his lies
The words he'd string together
To create whole new worlds beneath the skies
And everyday
I'd sit
And listen
To those sinful letters he would spew
Until one day
I became
A liar too
