We tell ourselves little lie to feel better
We tell our friends little lie to make them feel better
And we repeat it often enough and starts believing it
Little lie often feed us to make us age gracefully
Not into our intention nor being pretty dramatic
Might be a feeling of scared to face the truth
Might even be stuck of not brave enough taking ground-breaking action
In conjunction of unleashing the way to a better life
Left with no choice, we barely can speak it out
Dare not to break the chain
A risk to gamble if only will be paid off
Little lie to ensure of giving comfort to one heart and feeling
Is it what we called love?
Is it enough to restrain the pain from the truth
Is it called sacrifice?
Will it help by letting lies to put them into ignorant
