Confessions of a Haughted Soul

Basically things that pop up in my mind.

I run away from hurt
I run away and hide
Hoping against hope
That I need not decide

You talked so sweet
You heard and cared
How was I to know
Or even dared

I gave so much
I tried to not lie
Hoping you would not see
The tears I cry

You knew the lies
You knew them well
So much so
That I needed to tell

I hated myself
I railed and ranted
Cursing myself
For taking you for granted

We talked and shared
We spoke and learned
Honesty works for us
So long as we turned

To each other


Original by Cheryl Gould ©

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