It sits on the shelf, next to hide and hurt
Brings tears to my eyes when my lies would hurt
The ones closes to me
They were the ones that got it the worst
Felt good to do it though
And that was my shame
I did it to protect them from getting hurt
but it delivered so much pain
Then I saw in the mirror what the lies did to my name
started thinking about the truth
saw my mind draw a pause
It realized what is real is when I don't lie at all
Faced facts when the stories I told became to tall
I boxed myself in emotions
Just to find out lying is never what should have been at all...
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