Easy not to notice
Easy to accept
To pretend you're focused
Easy to forget

Harder to be careful
Intricate love to bear
Not easy to be faithful
Harder still to care

Easy to make somebody cry
Easy to break somebody's heart
Easy to make things to awry
Easy to let things fall apart

Hard to pick up the pieces in life
Hard to stop the fears
Hard to see the hidden lie
Hard to hide the tears

Easy to give somebody pain
Hard to take it away
Easy to make somebody insane
Hard to see the right way

This sensation in my heart
Makes it bleed and hurt
Easy to make the relationship start
Harder to make it work

What if I live in lies
What if his love for me dies
What if he looks at me
And if it's not me he sees

Lies can be often laced with silk
Maybe with lies I lived all along
No sense in crying over spilled milk
Stand up in life and move on

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Phaestian, in the year 309 AF.