Trust Me, I’m Lying

Trust me, I’m lying

When I say that I’m fine

Trust me, I’m lying

When I give you a smile

Trust that I’m lying

When you ask how I am

You can trust me to lie

To be honest, I am

I’m lying by smiling

A paper thin grin

Pasted over still eyes

Weary watered look

Hidden

Beneath a weathered disguise

I lie through my words

Through the smile on my lips

I lie through my answers

To an unspoken question

Reassurance

Twisted fingers

And a thumb facing up

You can’t really see me

I can smile all I want

You can trust me, I’m lying

That much may always be true

Trust the dishonest to lie

Fear what the honest may do

This smile on my face

These words that

Slip past my lips

They’re lies shrouded

In a total eclipse

I can’t trust you to listen

So you can trust me to lie

You can ask how I am

“I’m fine.” I’ll reply.