Lies

• Melany Benalcazar, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2015

It separates, it hurts
It kills, and dies
It takes, and it aches
Every time, it tries
Lies destroys, kills and hurts
It just don’t cares, to give nightmares
Lies come, so when they are done
And really far gone, you really see what’s done
Lies make you stay, and just not play
Making you pay, by taking you away
Lies are different, making you fell pain
Always the blame, against your name
Don’t lie, so you don’t have piles
Of upset smiles, telling you’re full of flies