The Lies

Weaving chains of lies
Like vines growing on trees
I keep growing older
But the habit doesn't cease

I've been lying since the days
My parents paid my fees
I lie more effortlessly
Than the summer breeze

First I lied to save face
From people who judged
Now I can't remember why I lie
Justification is fuzzed

I lie to my family
My wife who adores
I lie to my friends who stood by
As I fumbled and soared

I lie to myself
More than anyone else
These lies live longer than
The winter snow melts

Now I've reached a stage
Where I wait to find
Which lies get caught
Ones that are making me blind

I yearn to get found
I yearn to get busted
I yearn to tell the truth
To the people who trusted

I yearn to find a peak
To this bell curve of lying
I hope it gets over soon
God knows I'm not lying