My Truth Unveiled

My truth is not complex

and neither is my view.

My truth is what my mother told me

that soon became a lie.

I chose to look at both sides

before I take one of them

And now, my truth is bright.

I look at the window.

Miss the innocent years.

Lies weren't an option.

Because the truth was fake.

Now, I'm a liar.

To save those I love I had to lie

They didn't teach me anything

but their point of view.

And because I care I choose the liar side

But now it feels like a storm is coming

and truth must be unveiled...