To Decieve The Decieving Decieved Poem by Selina Munsey

You say that i lie to you constantly, after everyword i say, to you im a liar instently.

you say i lie so much, its as if that what you want. so should i recite a lie, and let it taunt?

is a lie, what you need to hear? but my lie, should be what you wish not to indear. s

since you think i lie, that must be your guilt. so self concious of which you felt.

Your aware of how much you lie, so everyone must be the same, but if we lied as much as you, everyone would be to blame.

you say i lie so much, maybe i just should. problem being to you, i dont think i could.

but i think, your the one whos filled with lie after lie. things that can either make me happy or want to cry.

could you be filled with guilt, that keeps you alive. the reason why looking for a lie in me you strive.

you wish i have decieved when you are decieving. but i will not lie, and maybe your the lie im believing.

because every lie, that you let fly,

i recieve everytime you decieve.