How can I be true to others,
when I can't even be true to myself?
I say one thing,
but I mean another.
I cut myself,
and that's the truth.
But I can't let all know,
because I'm afraid.
I'm afraid of judgement,
even if I haven't cut in months.
I am a lesbian,
and that's the truth.
But I can't let all know,
because I'm afraid.
I'm afraid of rejection,
even though I know they'll accept.
So lets be completely honest;
How can I be true to others,
when I can't even be true to myself?
That's The Truth
This is my first attempt at sharing one of my poems, so please be honest and tell me what you think...constructive criticsim is always welcome. Please rate and message! =)Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
