“Favourite lies on a spinning wheel
Swear to be your Achilles’ heel;
Ready to catch you, disguised as a wish
That promises you a way out of all of this.
Good hearts only see the best in others
But lies tend to pile on top of each other
And even the kindest of mortals
Knows, too many can only be immoral.
In the distance, one now may wonder,
Out of all your favourite lies
Which one will glisten in the eyes
Of your now favourite another?”
Ana
It Takes Courage... And lots of Chocolate 