They say this. They say that.
It is all the same in my eyes.
I don't believe either one.
You see all the lies that fill these halls with tears and shame.
They don't see the pain and distress its caused me.
I don't believe in the word "Truth" anymore I don't know how I could.
They all lie.
The childhood I'm leading is like a festering cut.
It just gets worse from here on out.

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