Lies break us

I hate you for lieing.

I know you meant well,

But how do you expect me to feel better,

If you tell me a lie,

Tell me I'm great,

Then I am let down,

Along the line,

When someone tells me the truth.

I'll feel worst,

Than I would have,

If I were told the truth,

In the first place.

You expect the truth will never come out,

Then you say sorry,

The words lose meaning.

Because of the lies.