Why
is it
people
ask
for the
truth
But
they
never
believe
you
They
rather
believe
a lie?
So
I ask
you
why?
12-15-24
FYI
This was taken from a childhood memory. When I was 16 years old, I ran away from home. My father was out of town on business and the evil stepmom was abusive. I actually went to the church and slept on a pew. I didn’t mean to sleep there all night, but I felt safe. The next day when I told my stepmother where I was, she didn’t believe me ,she imagined I was up to no good. I finally said believe what you want and walked away.