I am finally learning not to lie
For all those years I lied a lot
Because by lying I thought I could hide it
And make it sound better to me
It was not true
I was not hurting anybody else but me
In return
By lying I am the one who loose the trust in myself and others
To tell the truth for me sometimes is difficult
Even when the questions pop in my mind
The answers may be there but I prefer to ignore it
I am now beggining to get sick of lying
Because the lies I told
Is finally hurting me deeply
It hurts me to tell the truth also
So which ones are better the lies or the truth?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem