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The liar and the lie.

How can I trust you, I thought you were my friend?
Now you are finally, driving me round the bend.
Lie after lie. Day after day.
All you needed to do was keep your lies at bay.



I’d known you the longest, but did I know you at all?
I want to help you, should I give you a call?
All you needed to do was tell me what’s wrong.
I’m sure the true story, wasn't really that long.



Your lies were growing more complex as the days went by.
You were hardly keeping track of them, and we kept on asking why?
We all grew suspicious as it all didn't make sense.
Surely you didn't think, that we we’re really that dense.



I was your closest friend, and I found the lie first.
You then tried to pin the blame on me, to make matters worse.
Because of this you lost us, all one by one.
But in the end because of your lies, you eventually had none.



I am usually the forgiving sort, who is willing to forget.
Although, I am sorry to say that it’ll now be like we never met.
I am not being harsh, and I’m not being mean.
It was simply your fault, for being so unclean.



Take my last words of wisdom, and repeat them to yourself often.
Make a new start, make new friends, and if you’re brave enough, please I’m begging you.
The last thing I want is a simple task. It’s for you to make amends.

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