not my lies

There isn’t enough reward

money or love or power or influence

That would get me to play along

To keep up someone else’s lies

I’m not here to prop up the facade

I can always exit the scenario

Your rational of a better good

Doesn’t convince me to play along

Quite the opposite, it stirs suspicion

That these lies aren’t for good

And will not leave my life improved

So I choose to live my authentic life

I don’t have to shoulder your burden

I have to live with myself

I can defy your silent requirement.

Elizebeth Turnquist