Poems March 2011
Believe me
I know my life has been a lie.
I’ve been a liar all my life.
I know the how but not the why.
I want to score the perfect ten.
I’ve been a liar all my life.
I want the what but not the when.
I think the theme but not the thought.
I’ve been a liar all my life.
I think the thing but not the ought.
I need the where but not the who.
I’ve been a liar all my life.
I need to stick to you like glue.
I wish the kiss but not the kill.
I’ve been a liar all my life.
I wish the which but not the will.
I dream the dream but not the deed.
I seek the strive but not the strife.
I know the code. I feel the need.
I’ve been a liar all my life.
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