Easier to Lie

I hate to admit it,

It was easier to lie

To hide all my feelings,

To smile instead of cry

I loved the ways it felt

to be such a good liar,

I admit it was easier 

than trying to set things on fire

Although I may be gone,

I must tell you,

I've used everyone like pawns

to try and get what I wanted

It's not much,

but I got it

I got to clutch 

The small item I died with

Now I know,

It was much easier to die

Than to put up a show

Good-bye

To all the people that I knew

And help the ones "close" to me

make their lives new

Author's Note

Another one of the poems I found lying around. I'm surprised that I'm actually typing this up actually.