Poem On Manipulation

I wrote this last night. I figured I would post it on Think a Thought. Here you go.

Manipulation

Twist and turn it,

Scorch and burn it,

Til it's something new,

Bend it round your little finger,

Telling your cheap lies,

You'll never ever stop,

Because manipulation doesn't die.
You cannot rid yourself of it,

By lying to yourself,

Lies never help anything, 

They give your honesty bad health.

Lie about this,

Lie about that,

Soon enough the lies will stack,

and one day will all flood back,

But you'll forget one,

Wait and see,

and you'll rat yourself out for eternity,

No longer will anyone lay trust in you,

Instead they'll think your full of poo.