Lies

Surrounded by Lies 

why do I try

to find Love

when people who 

seem pure as a 

White Dove

are really black 

on the inside
where is the Truth? 

I am drowning

I can’t breath

I can’t see

I am beginning to 

Give up

 
This poem is about: 
Me

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