As I watch the people scurry around me Like ants in a maze Living the lives they believe are their own, I wonder if they can even fathom All the lies and secrets that surround them?
Our world has turned into a place That feeds on lies And treats honesty like a crime, A crime deserving of immense punishment.
Lies end in reward. Honesty in scorn. I loathe the liars, For they are cowards.
While honesty may hurt now, A lie will grow and spread like a wildfire, Like a disease, Lethal to all those who come in contact with it.
I am not immune to this disease. On the contrary, I am a carrier of it.
I’ve always been told My honesty and abruptness get me into trouble, But I would rather be openly criticized To my face for my honesty Then have people feed and thrive on my lies.
They say “revenge is a dish best served cold.” Lucky for me, my emotions can never just go into hiding. They are always front and center Just waiting to be poked and prodded, A fire ready to ignite and consume.