Can somebody, anybody tell me why men lie? Is it because of the hope that they see in our eyes? Or because of the feeling they get when they are between our thighs?
Some would answer it is how the strong ones strives, how the rich get richer and the weak minded ones survive. If u ask me I'd say it is how good girls go bad, happy women get sad and the perfectly sane turn psychotic only to wish they could put it back from where they got it.
Don't they realize that all of these lies are half of the reason strong ones become weak, fall off and then die? Then they want to ask "why are all the good girls gone?"
There are however a few stories of success. The ones in which it is the lieing men who have regrets. She goes from being strong to weak to being the teflon queen. A compliment on the arm of only a true king. Without her his castle is incomplete a rare beauty he was blessed to meet.
When u see them strolling down the street and her on the arm of her king. It is at that point in your head the bell goes ding. She bought what you sold... a bucket of lies. Until that day came when she snapped back to reality.
Instead of being her friend she now saw you as the enemy. You had the best but ended up with less because you were revealed as an unworthy guy. It is to this priceless gem that you now must say goodbye.
The point of this piece is to simply answer the question to which I was wondering why.... Why is it that men lie?
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