How exactly am I supposed to feel
When all I really know is lies
I lie to the kids around me and tell them I'm fine
I lie to my parents because they don't accept who I really am
I lie to myself in order to get through the day without crying
The only way I'm accepted is through lies
The truth is like a beast that haunts me
I have never come to understand it and fear it's presence
The truth may set me free but it will only set me free into a world of hurt and pain
