It's hard to know the truth
It's hard to know what to do
it's hard to hear things
you don't want to hear
it's hard not to let out any emotion
not even a quiet tear
it's hard to be around people who backstab you
more than once
it's hard not to trust anything or anyone
it's hard to feel so alone on the inside, so broken
so hurt
it's hard to hold in everything that has been happening to you,
the harshness, the words
But I still stay, and I still tolerate people enough
but one day I will break, and I don't think anyone
will be there to help me up.
