Bad Poetry You probably never want to read

Little White Lies

Me, I'm fine

Yeah, it's going well

Everything's great

We're making progress

It will be alright in the end

This is just a little blip

Honestly, I'm happy

Life's going well

I have everything I need

I'm not annoyed at all

Just feeling a bit tired

All those little white lies I tell

To convince others of a truth

That does not exist

But it would be much harder

If I had to explain my true feelings

If I had to show the world who I really am

It's not like they want to know anyway

Yeah, they would help

But I would be a burden

Much better to make their truth

Different to mine