L.I.A.R

Everyone no matter how they try will eventually tell a lie, whether caused by ego or desire everybody will be a liar

L.I.A.R

If I were a liar,

Then I wouldn't say I weren't,

I wouldn't be a liar,

Although my cranium is burnt.

Because I'm not a liar,

I'll always tell the truth,

But if I ever became a liar,

Fibs will slip passed my tooth.

How can I not be a liar,

On subjects that are uncertain,

I guess I'll always be a liar,

Because the truth keeps hurtin'!

Author's Note

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