This Sentence Is False

Looking into my own eyes,
I can’t believe a thing.
The truth in them was dying but I,
Let the knell just ring.

Hanging from the edge of truth,
Nothing seemed amiss.
I realized I lost my grip
At the bottom of the abyss.

Didn’t listen when I was taught,
But now it’s getting clearer.
“Lie to the world if you wish to son,
But never lie to a mirror.”

Arm in arm with delusion,
Across the floor I waltz.
The music stops, I trip, it dawns,
“This sentence is false.”