Honesty Is Its Own Reward
Many people do not know
The effect of a little white lie
How it can fool others so well
It can shape someone's whole life
The story of a boy
Who can visually see his fibs
As they make his nose grow long
Extending outward beyond the chin
A wish to be normal
Is what all he really wants
His issue is youthful ingnorance
Not knowing right from wrong
The father who could not help him
The kids who would corrupt him
The boy is troubled by his fate
As his nose grew long and thin
Believing himself to be an outcast
Having no one to confide in
The boy ran away from home
And began his life of sin
With a mask to cover his face
He was now a man of crime
A bandage where his nose would be
The mask worn over time
Robbing others of their wealth
He was wanted far and wide
The former wish to be normal
Was now a memory that had died
We come to realize
That deceit has lead to darkness
Once upon a time is gone forever
The boy will never return
He never learned what he needed
This is all from a single lie
That if he could learn to be good
He will have his place in the sky
Say goodbye, final words
Let the tales now be written
No blue fairies or magic spells
Could've saved his soul
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