When I hear their voice call me this or that the truth rings clear.
When they act out on me the truth flutters free from inside of me.
The truth the pain all in one, has never been fun.
The truth makes me cry to see what others see in me.
The truth is what some won't admit.
The admitoin always there though on the tip of their tongues.
I am everything they say yet I am not.
The truth I hear from their crude mouths who don't care a word for my heart.
The truth that knowing they are right because I truly am...
The truth knowing I'm giving up day by day until I'm one hundred percent sure of the truth that breaks me more and more...
I'm just ranting as vague as it is...
~Charlie
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From The Heart
PoetryDo you know the times when you want to say something, but can't? Or the times when you are sad and need someone to give you a hug? The times your worst enemy hugs your boyfriend? Or the times you are so angry you punch a locker and have to pay to ge...
