Lies

What am I holding on to?
I see things.
Things which are lies.
No matter how hard we try.
We lie.

Maybe it's better that way.
That we should live in our own bubble.
I lied to let you go.
You lied to get me going.
That was the perfect scenario.

Who wants to lie?
But life itself is a lie.
Lie itself has life.
I know by now.
Yet many live in ignorance.

If it really needs a lie to make you live well,
I ask you why not?
For you live you life.
Along with your lie.

I can see lies around me.
I see far more than you think I can.
I am smarter than I look.
Yet, I'm still the better liar.
We play a dangerous game.
I have no plans of stopping.