Hard are the lies
that we live.
Knowing that the truth
would be harder to forgive.
Silence cannot always
be the answer
to try to disguise this cancer.
The ones we love
may be oblivious.
But eventually we tire
of being so devious.

You're never too old to start again
Hard are the lies
that we live.
Knowing that the truth
would be harder to forgive.
Silence cannot always
be the answer
to try to disguise this cancer.
The ones we love
may be oblivious.
But eventually we tire
of being so devious.