my son turned to me today
"do you hate anyone?"
sure, i told him no, as a father, but it wasn't true
my daughter turned today and asked
"what am i?"
and, as a mother, i replied she was my daughter

i tell them santa's real
i tell them the easter's bunny is
and the tooth fairy too
i tell them white lies
till their insides turn black
till no longer
do they
turn back
i tell them lies
so they won't ask
it hurts to lie to them
more so though
to take the axe
to innocence
still so young