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pathological dishonesty

The truth was never good enough for you,

The basics never seemed to be acceptable

and the rest could never be true.

It's not even big things either

why do you feel the need to be bigger

better than what you are.

People yearn for humble honesty

yearn to be trusted and to be trust

but you seem to be late to the party

The resentment builds up -

Isn't it hard to keep track of all those lies?

They arent even necessary my little buttercup

People will never know the real you

if you dont let them in

People will never know how you feel

if you never tell them too

So you make up all these things 

to add or switch your stories

maybe its just poor timing

maybe its just your lies

the only time your honest is when youre not sober

when people can pick apart your mind

oh how i want to see into that beautiful inside

youre too afraid to be vulnerable

nothing little is true 

nothing big is either

you put on a mask that people dont even enjoy

maybe its easier being a stranger

I wish your white lies would stop

And you would be honest with me too

but youre scared of who you are

and frankly, I am too.