A Liars Wage[An original poem, a confession]

  

Time and time in life,

I'm backed against a wall.

But with a twist of truth,

I am the friend of all.

To invent the best thing to say,

was always just so easy.

at the bottom of my heart,

I was trying to make mom happy.

I am often praised,

for my honesty.

If  they knew all,

I hide inside of me.

Behind a smile,

the things buried within.

can you blame me?

they told me all was sin.

But oh I rot inside,

stand in convenient cage.

Oh I dread the truth,

this is the liar's wage.

What I get and what it costs,

I am the friend of all.

But when I cross the bridge,

I wish to take the fall.

I wear a hollow crown,

stand in the crowd alone.

The man I really am,

never to be known.

I never received a compliment,

my mask took all of those.

It killed me some every time,

I stand but close to ghost.

To jump at every sound,

to swear empty things.

To tell many secrets,

to kill the one who sings.

Every lie, a piece given away,

I'm as empty as my promises.

I'm devoured with every word,

I've forgotten what honest is.

Now some slight of hand,

and a slight of wrist.

As I die I know,

it isn't me they'll miss.

The last lie I tell,

is one to myself.

The pain you're now feeling,

is but the passing of the night.