I once knew a man who called me trash,
and after that, worthless,
with some lovely expletives in between.
I was hurt, yes,
but the truth hurts,
does it not?
I nodded my head,
I knew the truth.
The truth...
the truth was a lie,
and my lies were truth.
All was fine,
and I was worthless.
The truth was a lie,
and my lies were truth.
I no longer know
what is real and what's not.
All was fine,
and I was worthless.