Thou speaks't that thy want,

Thou keeps't that thy want,

Thy truths that are made,

And lies entailed.



Thy machines of your authenticity,

That thy only made,

To check on thy friends,

The honesty it sends.



Why fool, why,

You made them,

When thy only speaks't the unreal,

The most real.



Weaving truths in a yarn of lies,

And feigning them with fireflies,

Oh why fool, why,

You not gonna lie.



Come oh, come,

Oh, dear madam,

Worthy sir,

Let's throw away this lie detector.



Let's look at thy eyes,

Let's mirror not the lies,

Let the kites of truth fly,

In this sky.



Oh please,

Never lie,

Let hearts speak their language,

That you not let them try.