It's always amazing the lies people tell, <br />When nothing is fine and all isn't well, <br />When nothing and no one is quite what they seem, <br />And happiness dies like the fragilest dream. <br />So I don't understand why I can't tell apart <br />The lie on my lips from the truth in my heart. <br />And I don't want to know why I feel like I do, <br />When I see, <br />When I touch, <br />When I think about, <br />you.<br /><br />Williams Neisha<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/musings/
