The Truth?

Miss direction, dishonesty The cracks start to show, White lies, non truths But how will she know? Lies upon lies They build up with ease, She see's them in your hypnotic green eyes, You do it to get what you please. Cross examination leads you to distress The truth a distant memory so you must digress. So start a fresh and leave her be, Let someone else look into those eyes I fear what they may see.