lies lies lies

The lying
gets easier and easier
that worries me

i can look my mum in the eyes
saying where I'm going and with whom
while I know this is not the case at all

I'd say I'd go to a friend's house
having fun
While I was going to the forest
trespassing
partying
with 20 others
half of them i didn't know

I know what to do
and what not
what's safe
and what's not

The only bad thing is
my mum doesn't agree
with the things I think I can do
and which not
the things I think are safe
and which not

So in order to pursue my need to go out
I lie
We didn't go to the forest, we stayed inside
There were no strangers, I knew all of them
I didn't drink too much, I only had a couple of beers
I didn't come home alone, my friend brought me

I hate the lying
but what can I do
I have to
I'll be able
to stop the lying
when I'm adult
and live
finally
on my own

2 more years
why do they seem to last
like a 1,000 years?