Sometimes life feel like a lie,
Like a broken CD.
Things people tell you are the truth
And you are left shattered
when you find out the truth.
You can never put the pieces back together.
One lie is like a scratch CD,
but the more lies you tell
the more the CD scratches.
If the CD breaks then
all your life is a lie.
Just maybe the CD will mend--
Scraches disappearing
under the coating of truth.
If you keep telling lies the CD will never mend.
It will break into pieces,
Destorying itself and you
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