Veritas

The truth of the matter is that when I say I don't matter I really want you to prove me wrong. The truth is sometimes I need to hear the things I feel are lies because all of the time I live with this doubt that shrouds me in a feeling of emptiness this feeling I feel I know too well and won't leave me alone till I'm dead, till I'm cold. Truth is I never mean to say some of the things I say but say it anyways because what I want to say is too cliché. Truth is I am not myself and I never met myself but I know what it is that makes me who I am and that's not just you, not just me, but my friends and family, those that surround me because I don't fit a mold of society I just shape myself because no-one can seem to make anything with me, so I just resonate with those whom I designate a place in my life a place in this strife. The truth is my rhymes sound so familiar to you because they're fragments of the few who you know who we've shared in our life and glimmer and shine with the best years of their lives. This is the truth as I know it and I'm not afraid to show it

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