Poetry

The dust falls on the lies
That have been displayed on your shelf for too long
As I brush it off to look again,
At all the times I was wrong
Your lies,
His lies and her lies too
Shows me how easily
Someone can pretend to be true
Even your friends can turn
And show their true faces
Lure you inside,
So you think you're in their graces,
My life has turned into drama,
It's nothing else anymore
My relationships are wilting,
It's leaving me sore.