So I've decided to start posting some of the poems I've written in the past. I hadn't written any since I was probably fourteen, I think, and then in november of last year, I randomly wrote a poem. Not all of my poems are actually inspired by how I feel, but this was one that was. I named it "The Truth About Lies" and it's still one of my favorites that I have written...if having a favorite of something you have written yourself is allowed...
The Truth About Lies
The lies are easy to believe,
Because what they offer you want to receive.
But in the end they make you cry,
Because in the end a lie is a lie.
Finding the truth seems to kill,
But the truth is just the lie without all the frills
That cover the truth, disguising the lie,
Making it seem like it's worth you time.
You're tired of all those pleasing lies,
Those things they say, that you like but don't find.
Now you only want to know the truths,
And you find that they told you very few.
The truth may bring pain,
But search for it just the same.
Don't live for a lie,
It's not worth your life.
If you look for the truth, you always will find it.
Don't waste your time - you cannot rewind it.
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