anon.the.poet

truth

The truth sucks 

Sometimes

Let’s be honest

 

All of a sudden everything I knew 

Or thought i knew 

Flipped completely upside down

 

What i thought was love turned out to be 

Manipulation 

Molding me like clay 

Into whatever shape or form she wanted me 

 

How does it feel when someone categorizes you as 

A lot 

Too much

Crazy

 

Not beloved

Or beautiful

Or intelligent