Lies

Why do I keep lying to myself?
You think I could stop
If I knew how
Can someone teach me?
I’m not sure
Cuz I’ve discovered
that nobody can get close
I’d say I was a rose with thorns
But I’m more a thistle
Not that great to look at
and a bother to all
I’m sorry I’ve lied
And its too late to take it back
It’s just so much easier
than saying whats really on my mind
One day I’ll tell you the truth
One day I’ll let you go
If learn to be unselfish