Truth

The truth is that i hurt.
that i cant stand to live anymore
i hate myself
that i wish i was some1 else
that maybe just maybe he wouldn't hurt me anymore
that maybe if i keep quiet the pain would go away
that 1 day every1 wouldn't hate me
that i would become pretty and
every1 would want to be me
the truth is that i'm lost
i cant find my way back home
i'm lost from the world
when i get closer i run again i run as fast as i can.
i run like there is no tomorrow
the truth is that i'm afraid to really kno the truth