Sometimes fake smiles bring relief,
like masks we wear to hide our grief,
False words offer hope,
like fleeting whispers in the night,
Honesty breaks the soul,
shattering it like fragile glass.

In a world where lies fit
more than truth,
like a well-worn glove,
We cling to old teachings,
like ivy to a crumbling wall.

Why do you?
How did you?
When did you?
Questions of infinite weight,
heavy as stones in our hearts,
Only lies provide acceptable answers,
sweet as honey but hollow inside.

Do you still find this world beautiful?
Why not dare to change,
like the dawn breaking the night,
Instead of living beneath a quilt of lies,
woven with threads of deceit.
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