Gift Of The Privilege

• Sally Lee, Grade 12
• Poetry
• 2015

Every-body lies
You want the truth?
Truth someone wants you to believe,
Truth that is denied from you
What is truth?

Unveil the layer of lace,
The clouded judgement of one's mind
Yet the unforgiving wave of fog overarches
Like a snake slithering, it never fails to seep in.

The truth, Maybe it's a gift,
Gift to take to my grave,
The truth that was never born,
It'll keep me company in the cold, down below

Every-body lies
Some people, are just better at it
How do you think I know this?
You can't hide from me, I know it all.