The truth you hold in high esteem, You hide your lie behind its gleam. But lies do more than to deceive, And every lie you spread and weave, Corrupts your soul – not mine. You choose to walk a twisted path, And make that choice anew each day. Your canopy of falsehoods spreads, But sprouts of truth will find a way.
The Parent's Lie
The Parent's Lie
The Parent's Lie
The truth you hold in high esteem, You hide your lie behind its gleam. But lies do more than to deceive, And every lie you spread and weave, Corrupts your soul – not mine. You choose to walk a twisted path, And make that choice anew each day. Your canopy of falsehoods spreads, But sprouts of truth will find a way.