Truth
I told the truth, but where did it get me it got me no where. No where just in the same place.
My pillow soaks at night as I curl into a ball and weep. My head haunts me and laughs at me.
As I cry the voices in my head blame me. I told myself the truth I told people the truth, but how did that turn out.
The truth is suppose to calm a stormy no the truth just turns that storm into a hurricane.
Maybe if I would of lied maybe I would of been happier maybe I could of had a dry pillow.
But no I told the truth, but instead of something good happening instead it was the complete opposite.
So what do I get out of the truth happiness, relief, or do I get sadness.
No I get full out depression, so why did I do it why did I tell the
Truth.........
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