Lies

Correction of the mistakes I've made

Lies and deceit
Between being open and discreet
What's real and what's fake
How much is real depends on how much I can take

Darkness whispers into my ears
Telling me," The truth, no one will have to hear"
My own selfish ambitions led to shame
Now I know after I already played the game

I could come up with any excuse for why I did it
But would any of them perfectly fit
This puzzle that seems to be a test?
I know I'm not smart enough to do the rest

Sitting here, I read the lies that they believe
Making a bad situation worse for the sake of me
At the time, I did it for the attention
But what I really needed was the discipline

So let this poem be my one grain of truth
In an ever growing field of lies at the root
And if my legacy are the lies I've told
Then I deserve no love to hold

So indulge me, if you will, for a moment
As I correct all the lies spoken
Let this rhyme come to a close
And the truth be exposed

First, to my father
And the heart of all my discern
I can't say if I was ever depressed
But I did feel neglected

So I over exaggerated a bad situation
To get attention, regardless of consequences
We shouted and you did lay hands on me
But it wasn't as bad as I portrayed it to be

I did have harmful thoughts
But it's true, I never would act on them
I played the victim for attention
When I should've grown and gotten stronger

Second, to my friends
I have not lied (on anything important)
But I'm sorry for being so self concerned
And not asking about you more often

Third, to my family
It may seem like I don't care, but I do
My jokes and craziness is my way of expression
But I can't open because there is no trust

Finally, to myself
You should've been a different man
Tall, strong, and in control
But the lies and need for attention prevented it

I say these things knowing
That the most terrible things in my life
Could've been prevented if I stood strong
For tomorrow instead of a sympathetic glance today

So now I face my own morality
With nothing more than a broomstick
To sweep away everything that could've been
So that I may find the road to be a man

I want to be
Instead of a needy child
As I was

Reviews

[Ars Goetia Poetry]

There is many a lesson to learn from, within this piece. Releasing ones anger is very important, as is learning how to channel that same anger. I was told to put my feelings down I paper, so I did. Crown court then censored my work for five years lol. See, WritersCafe.org/MrDunne

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Confrontation is not a delight we take in...yet sometimes, we must face the music...
Releasing our true feelings of anger is the first step...it opens the door for your loved ones...
Accepting that we are not perfect is the next step...

Well expressed, Ian....proud of you, my friend.~xoxo~

[Ian Faraway]

Me? Angry? All the time. And I only admitted that I've lied. Not that I'd stop or that I wasn't angry after writing this. Silly, goose, Robbie. :P And, btw, you have the same option of messaging me as I do you, missy. ;)

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Oh Nooo you don't sound angry at all... :P

You have released what aggressions you felt, and that is a good start...
P.S. You know my inbox is always opened. ;P

[Coyote Poetry]

"My own selfish ambitions led to shame
Now I know after I already played the game"
There is good wisdom to be learn in the poem. Lies and fear make us wish we stood our ground and told the truth. Lies expand and we become lost in the lies. No weakness in the poem. Open the door to a long conversation. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote