The Only Way I Can Speak

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Why do you lie? Is there a reason at all?
Do you enjoy making people fall?
Is there any truth left? Has all truth gone away?
I thought it was the one thing that could't be taken away.
Now I know, truth does not set you free
The truth is what you'd rather not see
To make up lies, then tell yourself that they are true
How can this be something that you do?
I am not a good liar, lies are worn across my face
So I'd rather not shame myself with disgrace.
It makes me sick, when I am told a lie
No matter what I can't understand why
With truth their is closure, truth may be pain
But lies keep bringing it up over and again
The truth is the end, for there isn't else where to go
So why is the truth what so many don't seem to know.
The truth I can handle, lies I can not take
How can one person be so fake?
The truth will come out before time is through
What is the truth to you?

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