Your turn with the Soap
Your life in time revolves around the words that are not spoken.
From day to day you think, then say of things expected.
Only feeding from the comments, of this conversation at hand,
Not knowing where it's leading, like a duck paddling from land.
How would you answer, no with yes? And regret the lie to please?
White lies, Big lies, Small lies, Untrue, where will this all lead?
Soap was the punishment for children, to wash away their lies,
What is it for adults, to wash away tears and pain we hide?
We live our lives so guarded to please our partners wish,
Are we completely true, when living with all their whims?
Do we hide the worry and stress not having the perfect day,
Forever saying it's going to be ok, but leaving words unspoken.
Or is it best to face that question on another time or day,
We are told ,we are all Gods' children, is that a lie or true?
Remember when asked the question, what will you do?
GW
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