Lies

I wear make up and smiles---

You will never see my scars

And wounds from all my inner wars.

If you look into my eyes

You might see me through my lies.

But what do you care

If I cover what I can't lay bare?

I don't owe you an apology

I never took from you

When I stashed pieces of me

Away from view.

Truth and all its faces---

Bitterly sweet---

Are distorted in my cracked mirrors of self-deceit.

The truth is---

I scarcely ever lie

Except to the girl that I alone see---

The one I call "me."