In a world where pretence holds its sway, Why do we choose to hide, day by day? Why paint a smile upon lips that ache, When truth within our hearts is at stake? Falsehood, a shield we often don, To guard our vulnerability, we con. But why lie about
In a world where pretence holds its sway, Why do we choose to hide, day by day? Why paint a smile upon lips that ache, When truth within our hearts is at stake? Falsehood, a shield we often don, To guard our vulnerability, we con. But why lie about