Do you ever get the feeling someone's talking about you behind you back?
You try to listen, but they stop talking when you do.
You don't know if you can trust them.
But can they trust you to?
You have no idea what's going on.
No idea of what are lies. And what's truth.
No idea who will help you.
When I think about it this is true.
yes this is mine
YOU ARE READING
The Truth
PoetryThis is a collect of my poems I know that originally it also had ones that I liked, but I deleted them to make it my own. Potential trigger warning Cover drawn by me. So don't judge, I know it's bad. *completed* 1st poem book "The Truth" 2nd poem b...
