Lies
I don’t know why I told the lie;
it seems it just came out.
I lied so much I can’t recall
the things I lied about.I told one lie, and then one more
to cover up the first.
My mouth became so full of lies
I felt that it would burst.I didn’t think one more would hurt,
but that was my demise,
for now I’m buried to my neck
in all my rotten lies.Some folks say telling lies is wrong.
I can’t say that’s untrue,
but I am sure that telling truths
is easier to do.
