White lies

All are white lies dressed in light,
Smiling faces, hearts not right;
Those who say they stand with you,
Fade away when storms break through.

We call them close, we call them near,
Yet truth is something else we hear;
They act so kind, so pure, so wise,
While shadows move behind their eyes.

Back they whisper, twist, and blame,
Throwing dirt without a name;
Let them drown in words they sell
Their shallow thoughts can go to hell.