Even More Poetry

Don’t Lie

You say you stayed awake last night
Crying alone in the dark
But you seem so rested today…
How can this be?

You say you cut your flesh
And it bled
But yet I see no wounds…
How can this be?

You say you’re so depressed and sad
You’re lost and can’t find your way
But you laugh all the time…
How can this be?

You say so many things
We think you tell the truth
But yet now we see all the lies revealed…
How can this be?

Don’t lie to me.