I hate the Truth

I hate the truth, I hate the lies Hate holding tears up in my eyes They build me up to tear my down Turn my smile into a frown I live the lie or does it live me In attempts from the truth to flee Friends walk in walk out Leaving me to drift about A bubble forms, around the truth Yet scars are there from my youth I can't help, can't hold, can't shield it long Soon the truth slips out and comes out —Oh so wrong— I hate the people, the need for support For when the truth gets out— The friendships cut short I am independent, fine on my own I hate the need to win, to ever be known I don’t need false friendship or pity or love I don’t need to trust, commit or care I want to be alone No one else here The lies need to stop The truth should stay hidden An end to the questions Death to all pain Free all the problem ridden