Lie is like a pretty white rose,
It looks pure, innocent, and beautiful,
But when you get close and try to touch it,
It pricks you with painful truth.
Lie is like a healthy-looking rotten apple,
Its rich red color making you want to taste it,
But as soon as you try it,
You spit it right out with disgust.
Lie is an uneven road,
You have to tread carefully not to fall and break your leg,
But as something catches your eye,
You fall and have to work hard to get up.
Lie is a huge ocean,
It’s unpredictable and can strike at any moment,
At first it seems calm and charming,
But give it time, and it crumbles everything in its path.