Where's The Truth Poem by Alex Perez

My understatement is classified as mostly being expressed as tall tales; which in other words it’s just a nice way of saying that I tell lies, “see” my eyes give out the truth and the proof is in my words and I heard someone say that this could be just a sickness, so if this is in fact accurate; then I probably got it bad, you see I had the right idea of being honest in the beginning during and after, but when the laughter turned into cries that’s when I began to speak my lies because the truth failed to set me free now I’m prohibited from honesty; but I do believe that an honest man lies within me; somewhere deep inside my soul there’s an old feeling that’s corrupted my mind, it’s what leaves my words intertwined with deceit but I’m discreet with the legitimacy and it really gets to me; my loyalty to crooked intentions puts me to writing that’s my life’s personal intervention; but it’s pretty hard when I’m surrounded by everyone who’s the same as me that’s why I aim to be a better man; so if people could handle the truth I’ll revise a better plan, but right now it’s the way of life for me; because I’m stuck in this world of no honesty.