Liar Liar

I love to lie.
Little tiny lies,
Big, sloppy lies.
Lies to make people like me.
Lies that cover up incompetence.
Telling the truth sets you free
But sometimes lies make more sense.

I love to connect my lies
In a mighty strong web
I love my little lies
In my little lie garden.
How they lie there,
And grow as I grow.
Lies are the easiest words
That any of us know.
I guess it’s just really hard to beat
That savory flavor of utter deceit.

I track all of my lies
In a mental lie ledger.
I lie to cover for being weak
I lie to make myself look better.
I lie to make up for being lazy
I lie every day of the week.
I construct a second life
And when I pretend, it’s nice.
Living as two men
Ages you quickly.
One who is perfect,
And one who is me.

I lie to myself
And say I’m so very smart
Because I can never be caught.
But it’s deep in my heart
Is where the poison collects.
I lie to make friends,
I lie to have sex.
Lies let you hold on forever
But never too tightly.

The only problem I see
Is that when I surround myself
With only lies
It affects my mental health
A piece of me dies.
And when all you see are lies
You can’t recognize the truth.
I think we’re all like that
That’s an easy lie to prove.
So I can only try
To keep up with you.
That is why
Every word
Is a lie.