Deceit

They lie, and they steal my soul 
They kill my spirit with false words 
They choose what they say with such care 
But, I know what deceit is 

They listen hypocritically to my heart 
Words I say with sincerity 
They nod their head and understand 
When all the time they don't 

Look! Life has such splendour 
Look! People are so beautiful
Why then do they deceive? 
Are they afraid of the truth? 

Does my mind deceive my heart? 
With false images and illusions of grandeur 
The hypocrisy of the situation is 
That we should never know 

Do they think I'm simple or blind? 
To shrug off this knowledge, truth and lie 
Individual intellect may vary some 
Truth is hidden behind the soul

I'm a subject of the life I live 
A chess piece on an open board 
A being full of undiscovered knowledge 
If only it could be unlocked 

Deceit is such an ugly word 
That applies to everyone 
Whether deceit is intentioned or not 
We are all guilty of this imperfect sin

GA Price