Truth
I don’t have to hide my pain.
Or dress it up in pretty lies.
I can say my truth in a normal sentence,
No one bats an eye.
They don’t feel the weight of my honesty
They brush it off like a grain of salt.
The person before them can’t possibly be broken,
And I know that it’s my own fault.
Copyright © Erica Gould | Year Posted 2021
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