Too Honest Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Have I 'ever' lied or cheated?
Under what?
Hypnosis?
An array of xrays?
Or as I layed butt naked,
Being probed by doctors...
During periods my health decayed?
And even 'then' what lies could I secretly save?

I am too honest.
And have to invent activities I have yet done.
Because everything about me,
Has been exposed and documented...
Under oath to someone.
Now...
I can not say I haven't been betrayed,
By those extremely creative.