lies

A hundred pages,
all half written.
A hundred thoughts,
All half acted upon.
I wish I could be caught when I lied,
It would be so easy to be alive
There should be a toll,
to every time you suppress,
There should be a curse,
Every time you digress.
How easy life would be,
If only lies could be caught.
Oh you should know, that I tried,
You should know that,
every time I did,
my mind pacified.
The beauty of life is to say you are free,
when you are not.
To say its good to be,
when you’d rather not
Oh how much more we’d love the truth
If only, the lies were caught.