BE TRUE TO YOU

Often are times we lie to ourselves

Sad very sad, your conscience bites so hard yet you still go ahead

The lie eats up your conscience, your normality

You don't have a conscience anymore

Your feelings slowly die and soon totally dead

You consume and digest everything even waste

Your taste buds are no more

Your sense of smell for good aroma no more

Your eyes see but blur

You hear but interpret it to what suits you

You have lied to you so much, your something else

Be true to you, it saves you