The Truth Beneath

Hey all.

This is just a poem I wrote last night after a friend had mentioned something to me. 

T'was then I realised something and then wrote this -

Jessica

The Truth Beneath

Knocked off my perch by the words of hearsay,
My reaction is pure -
It’s shame,
I’m not okay.

I know it’s there,
But denial is my friend.
Just gotta keep pretending it’s nothing,
I’ve got nothing to mend.

I cover myself with the visage that is me,
My kindness, my love, my empathy.
I get so far,
But then drawn short.
For it's human's nature to be nasty,
It is inherent -
Especially if it’s the truth.

So when does this end,
Where goes my self respect?
Lost in the depths of my regret.
For I am branded darkly,
Based on truth it would seem.
But do I learn?
No.
Not at all.
Not if fun is guaranteed.