Beneath my breath

Beneath my breath lay truth or trickery
Delivered in unforeseen manners
Carrying out of either is persuasive
Careless judgments at times arise

Always abide by these odd commandments
Nicely fulfilling my paralyzed feelings
As aimless energies shape confrontation
My need to part with foreign opinion grows

Tales of grander insignificant white lies
Told without consequence or reaction
Fact or fiction within every line
No eye contact made at this time

Look to the left a lie is formed
Body language so subtly unavoidable
Involuntarily betraying our trivial fiction
Lie detection is the art of deception