October 8th, 2018

If I’m being honest
What does that mean
These lies have filled me up
Like water in a canteen
Refreshing and cool
But not quenching my thirst
I’m holding it inside
But I’m going to burst
Can I honestly ask
How have I lied
I never was deceitful
But was it implied?
They tell me I’m wrong
That it’s the only policy
But is it too late for me
To live my life in honesty?