The worst type of lie, are the ones that can make other people cry,
i offten keep asking myself why (?) a person would go so low, like there's know tommorow, i remember what they said, family they must be sick in the head.
Example if i was to say that i had cancer to a nearest and dearest, and in fact i had'nt, i would have to say that is the worst type of lie.
You know what? the best thing for me too do is just bide my time till its time to shine because the truth Always rises to the Top in the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem