Sorry

This is about having a double life - friends who are good, and friends who you indulge with.

Remember that time
When I told you a lie?
Me neither

Actually,
I think I recall
You once told me you were bored
And I said I was driving around
Just to get out of the house
But I really went out
To get cigarettes
Sorry

Or how about when I told you
I went to a friend's house
And chilled in her basement.
Well, I went to her house
But only to pick her up.
Then we went out,
Met up with a guy -
Whoops, another lie -
And bought liquor instead
Sorry

And there was that time
When I said I went home.
Well I went to A home,
Just not mine.
I went to hers
And got f*****g fried,
Eyes red, sky high
Sorry

So in the life you know
I've never lied to you.
But in the life I keep a secret,
Well, you won't ever know.
Honestly.

Reviews

[Jonathan De Elvira]

and honestly, it's really hard to not lying you know?
I liked this...

[Ashley]

i loved it :)

[Hannah Paige]

I liked this. i wont go into details but i can def realte...
;) maybe consider sharing this with the people you've lied to when you get a lot older, could be interesting.

[YouoweYoupay]

Oh wow. The concept is strong, and the use of words is uniquely attractive. An honest poem about lies. I liked this write. Keep it up.

-Wella.

[Brad]

whoah, we've all played that role before...my mother had a network of spies in town though...so i had to be extra sneaky...made being a teenager adventurous