The Truthful Lie

Don't bother looking behind,
irony is all you will find,
can't we stop and stand,
but that was never your choice,
let to bury my feelings inside,
staring at the night,
sitting by yourself in the light,
asking for assistance to stand,
expecting someone to give you a hand,
you can't make it right,
all you know how to do is hide,
cower at your thought,
of everything never thought you would get caught?
stand and whisper,
words you know are not true.

poem by Matthew Boisjolie
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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