What's Truth
If I were myself all the time
I wouldn’t be as happy as I appear
I seem to hold back my tears
In fear of the troubles they will bring
Along with all this jealously and envy
That floats around me,
Never realizing how hard life can be.
All I want is peace of mind
Some one to be true for all time,
Being able to be myself
Not second guessing the purity of ones mind.
I wonder if life would be easier
If we couldn’t speak
Therefore lies wouldn’t be spoken,
Secrets would never be kept,
Just true emotions
True people….
Copyright © Cristyna Small | Year Posted 2011
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