I hate lies!
Lies that cause trouble.
When I look into your eyes,
I see those lies.
The lies that made you cry
Making me want to go and hide.
I can’t stop your lies.
I can’t even hide from prying eyes.
So what do I do?
I seek the truth.
I find comfort in the truth.
Sure the game is ruthless
But I have nothing left to lose.
Them lies, that just ain’t me,
Because I know the truth will set me free!

Thanks to FW foster parent, Mike Waite, for submitting this poem.