Genevieve Pilat (02/1991 / New Jersey, USA)
A picture paints a thousand words
In which depicts a life
I paint my life with a thousand lies
For the truth would cause much strife.
These little lies, I must confess
Provide me no sheer pain
Temporary relief bestows my mind
Nothing to lose or gain.
Day by day I tell a lie
So measly and so white
To tell the truth I couldn't dare
It doesn't seem quite right.
I could try to stop if I want
Tell the truth instead of lie
Yet the lies I've built keep building up
My lies have piled high.
A thousand lies to make my life
A painted vision to see
The life I want the world to know
Even if it isn't me.
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