My Lying Life

The truth is so difficult to tell
Honesty exposes my vulnerabilities
Which I would rather hide
I don’t want to be seen as incapable
Or less, or a failure
Hence I lie and take on the role of liar
It is most often not of ill intent
It is not another I attempt to deceive
I am the victim of my own fabrications
Thinking myself disguised
One layer of deceit upon another 
Applied like Broadway makeup
I cake it on to withstand the heat
But my flaws are so easily seen
Cracking under the hot lights of reality
My façade soon crumbles and I am exposed
Ridiculed and shamed as a betrayer 
I’m told I’ll never be trusted again
I never was
For had I been honest with myself
My lies would never have been spoken