Truly

Truly

If I were you
I wouldn’t believe her
Either.

She can lie
To her own Self,
She did the day before
While the sun was glaring
Broad true light.

She convinced her Self
They would be truly,
Truly open armed.

She lied.
Their arms were crossed.
Their hands were fisted.

She had told her
Neglected,
Wandering,
Self.

What a mistake,
For now
Her Self
Is deforesting fields to find her.

Just like
Them and
If I were her
I’d be crawling out of my skin.

A secret,
A truth.



I am.


the liar.





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