The Truth Hurts
The truth hurts
By r.p. Stevens
As I stand in front of the sink
And stare in the mirror
How am I still alive??
Or why am I still here??
All the things that I've done
All the mistakes,and wrong doings
My life is all crumpled up
Basically it's ruined
I can't blame NOONE
The fault lies on me
Can't point at anyone
Only R.P
I've been on the bottom
So long that I'm dirt
Can't even pretend to be happy
Man, the truth hurts
I've changed my whole life
Added church , and being clean
I still get looked down on
Society still remembers the old me
No matter what you do
Ur past will always haunt you
No matter where you go
Your old ways will steadily taunt you
Anxiety builds up
Pressure almost bursts
Things never change
Lol..The truth hurts
Ups and downs always happen
Negative come full circle
Karma will return
Obsiticals are still hurdles
Lies get brought up
Exes still ridicule
Life is so screwed up
Honestly it's pitiful
Things will never change
Just hopefully don't get worse
Words are just words
But still, the truth hurts
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