Deborah Hyslop

Trust is the glue that holds us together
It makes us feel safe in the stormy weather
You rely and trust on that person or friend
But when it's gone you can never amend


Trust is the truth that hurts when pretending
Open it up to find the circle never ending
One lie linked to another in a chain
one link breaks but the others still remain

Trust is broken and the relationship the same
One lie to start but in the end it's just a game
How do you begin to get it all back?
When the lines are forming and you can see the cracks

One little lie contained in a square box
You open the lid and the content shocks
Cos there's another one with the lid closed tight
Your heart plummets down from a great height

The box within a box of lies goes on forever
And the cunning fox you feel inside, it's clever
trying to outwit you and trying to hide,
Trying to fool your thoughts from the inside

The game is played and the damage is done
The hurts been caused and the fox has won
what he doesn't know is that he's lost it all
And the game that was played was for nothin at all

Trust is the glue that holds us together,
'Break it again and you've lost me forever'.....