The Truth
He'll never know the truth
Of how I really feel
I don't know if he did
If things would ever heal

It's better that were friends
There's no need to fight
But without him by my side
I cannot see the light

He was my every joy
The one who made me glad
But I messed things up
And joy has turned to sad

If only he could see
Would these things change
Or are his emotions
That far out of range

I don't think I'll ever tell him
The truth is better lost
I don't want more pain
Not by that cost

So I write this poem
And hide my feelings deep
But I still do cry
Myself, in bed, to sleep
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