Your lies
Wrap around
You
And it becomes
Harder to tell
The truth

You tell her
One thing
Tell me
Another
Tell the whole
World your lies

Fine lines
Are drawn
And feelings
Are hurt
I cant
Say why

But you I
Am finished
With
I cant handle you
And you selfish
Lies

No more
Than I can
Handle
A hot iron
Burning into
My thin paper skin

And I am
Sorry for you
Pity I feel
Because you life
Is wasted away
On lies

The truth can come
Easy
If you know how
To say it right
But you
My dear friend

You have soiled
My trust In
You
To gain it back
Would be
Absurd

So my
Dear friend
Please know this
I am leaving you
There are better things
In life than
*This