I come across a blatant lie

And instantly, I wonder 'WHY'?

Am I so fragile or so scary

To tell the truth to me you're wary?

If so, I must apologise,

I'd much prefer you'd not disguise

Your real thoughts — even if you think

They hurt me — trust me, I won't blink.

I'm not that stupid, I will cope,

A lie will only give me hope

When there is none, I think that's cruel.

I hate to find that I'm a fool.

So know: a lie hurts so much more

And it will leave me feeling sore.

So please, be honest at all cost

Or else my trust in you is lost.

Poetry by B'Elana

B'Elana

19.04.07 Front Page

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