The Ugly Truth

Dreams we tell And lie's we sale, unmeaningful understandings, from selfish people who are demanding, it's uncannily, how we abuse the right to choose, when and where to tell the truth, how rude of us not to consider other people’s feelings, It's silly, the little game we play, but remember, (It's a thin line between love and hate) , and no you can't escape your lie's and deception, It's relentless you consented to this, This abuse, of the truth, you have no clue do you, on what to do, Lie's turn in to stories, and stories turn in to dreams, and dreamers go to sleep, no not one more peep out of you, I know people just like you, Lost like peter pan in never never land, And this I just can't stand, so the next time you think you need to lie, just save those cry, so I won’t have to ask you why?