When I open my mouth, lies spew out like a faucet.

I feel happy for a while, and then I forget.

Trying not to drown, I attempt to swim

only to be held down by him.

Punishment for spewing lies I drown,

wearing nothing on my face then a foolish frown.

My salty tears don't make a difference.

They don't change their brand new inference.

When my lungs fill with lies, 

it's only then I realize,

I'm the one who dies,

not them.