The Lies About Truth
Eyes open, heart beating, alive another day,
Second after second praying it was the other way
Little girl frightened,
nails on sheets tighten,
don’t know wrong from right and
still my soul is fighting
Lip-glossed smiles had everyone fooled,
Deep breathes, anxiety they could see right through
Truths are good to tell until
all truths told will get you killed
Hold it in, hatred-filled and
still my soul’s survival-willed
Eyes shut, heart beating, another dream of being free,
Second after second praying it could belong to me
Lies are bad to tell until
all lies told will get you skilled -
skilled enough to flee
Copyright © Ernesto And Naz Stuffels | Year Posted 2019
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