lies

I told a lie.
I told everyone I was fine.
But actually it's a lie.
I want to fly high,
spreading my wings,
into the sky.
But I can't,
coz I just looked around,
having found more lies.
Nobody can see the truth.
With sincere tears,
then,I was shy.
No one can hear
how much I wanna say goodbye
to my lazy failure and cry.
So I tell this lie.
I'm fine.
Will the morning belongs to the sun?
I would choose another new lie:
I will try....