When can we see the truth
Why do people lie
Say things that aren't real
Why do people cry
Hiding the things they feel
Why do people leave
Do they have something to gain
Why do people die
Leaving others in pain

Where can we see the truth
Not in the words people speak
Not in the smiles people seek
Not in the suitcases we carry
Not inthe things left behind to burry

How can we see the truth
Not by opening our ears to hear
Not by hiding all our tears
Not by running in a fight
Not by fading away with the light

Why are people so mean
Why can they not just see
Are they scared of what they do not see
Is opening their heart just to hard for them
Is their opinois that slim
The damage may already be done
The scars may be to hard to mend

How do you tell the truth from a lie
Or is the truth just one big lie

So confused
So afraid
How can this be real
How do I deal
Now it will hurt to feel
Now is this a dream
When this day comes
When and what will I do
Will I smile
Will I shed some tears
No one will see
No one will hear
They avoid me
They don't know
I scare the ones I love
I hurt the ones who care
Then I will hide
Then I will cry
That's what I do best
That's where I am me
You don't know
The true me
You don't see the difference
What will become of me
What will I say
Can I change
Can I pray
No prayers with answers
No tears will you see
Pretending to be strong
Pretending is me
Crying in my room
Crying with no light
Is it sound proof
Is it not clear
Am I going to be ok
Am I the only one
When do I feel
What do I feel

You hurt me bad, mommy
I thought you would never know
When you cut your wrist, mommy
I did not wwant to let you go
Mommy, why did you do this
You know I love you so
When you hurt *****, mommy
You hurt me to
Bubby ran away, mommy
He couldn't stand the pain
So many things
You never took the blame
You took it out on them
When things didn't go your way
I had to be there
I just wnanted to stop their pain
I missed out on so much
Things I can not get back
For what you put us through
It hurt to love you
To see you drunk
Having men in bed
Not to know my father
Thinking hurt my head
The lies you told
I still hear today
What hurts the most
Your voice is not there to stay
Actions speak louder then words
Yours speaks loud and clear
I'm ok now, mommy
I forgave all those things
Taking care of you
Not a chore, but a full time job
You didn't see my tears
You never felt my fears
When I cried at night
You wouldn't open your eyes
Took care of myself
You never knew the pain I felt
I'm sick of feeling this way
There's nothing you can say
Somethings seperating us
You can't make it better or ok
I was the mom
You were the child

What is with pictures?
What do they mean?
For some
They show all the special times together
For others
They show the happy moments
For me
They show the times that were there and are now gone forever
Pictures are never taken during hard times
But the ones taken are ment to help us get through the har times

I don't get it
I don't understand
How can someone who birthed me
Not love me
How can someone who loved me
Not care what happens to me
How could my father figure who wanted me
Just leave me behind
How can someone who took me in
Just let me go
How can people make promises
Then just to break them

The lord is here
Can you feel him
The holy words are there
Can you speak them
The bible is on the desk
Can you not read it
The lies are wrong
Can you see through them
The sheep are here
Can you rely on them
The walls are up
Can you pray them down
Instead you rely on the world
and the things in it
But you can just pray
And just love him

Do you really want to live like this
You can change
Do you really want to hurt
You can be different
Do you really want to rock yourself to sleep
You can be held
Do you really want to cry all day
You can smile
Do you really want to hate everyone
You can love
Do you really want to die
You can live
Do you really just want to be loved
You can