The truth is, I have to lie a lot,
To be who you want me to be.
Because, if you knew what I really was,
There’s no way you’d still want me.
The facts are simple, and tell a different story,
Then the one we live in now.
That facts, and truth aren’t always the same,
I think you know that deep down somehow.
written for: The Daily Post – Truth
photo by: bryarcat