The truth is unbelieved
I ask if it's on my face,
Because that's all it basically takes
No one believes me,
And they say i'm a fake.
I know what I do,
I know what I see,
But aparently no one believes me.
They say I'm lying,
That they saw it alm,
When they only saw
Where I went wrong.
I admit,
I know I went wrong,
But when I talk to an adult,
They won't listen to me at all.
This poem is about:
Me