Truthfully Lying...

There is a reason
As to why I am locked,
Behind this door
And away from where you are shocked.

Surprised at the chaos I'll create
When I jingle the keys
To what you might appreciate
Just to unlock something that never was
And end up forgetting those keys
In the realm of distrust.

Brewed in the kitchen of my thoughts
Where the mistrust is stirred directly in the pot.
Believing the truth being told is nothing but absurd
As the eventual lies will be brewed and deferred.

This house,
It was was never a home
As you brought it down
When the truth had been shown
Just to let the irony be told
Not by me,
But only by you alone.

Are you understanding why?
The reason I'm behind this gate
Talking to you in this unsteady rate
Explaining what I can't explain
Wondering if this is causing you pain
Or if I'm just pushing you further and further
Beyond the point where this can be considered murder...

Well?
Eventual fall?
Do you have an answer
To any of this at all?

Maybe an attempt to explain
Is like nothing but plain,
Just like telling you the truth
Is just me lying again...