Dear World,
Do you honestly think
I don’t want to stop?
If I had a choice,
Do you truly believe,
I would choose this?
I can’t do anything
At all,
I’ve tried,
I have.
I can see your eyes
Looking into mine
And I know what you think
I know what you see,
It can’t be ignored
It’s far too obvious.
But the ignorance is grating,
Your judgment unjust.
I never got a say
In what I’d become.
I have heard what people claim:
Freak,
Weird,
Strange.
It’s not my fault.
I’d stop if I could.
I want to, I do.
Live a day,
You will know,
You really will.
So don’t say, I’m just too weak.
I don’t want attention.
I’m not one of those.
I do want control.
It hurts,
On the inside,
And on the outside, too,
It’s not my fault.
Your truth is a lie
And my lie is a secret
That you’ve noticed
And claimed is truth.
I didn’t want this.
I had no choice.
Sincerely,
The Liar.
