Truth be told,
I hold not a single tear in my eyes,
But they are wet always,
It gets me up on my toes,
And watchful of what I see.

Truth be told,
I listen not to many haters,
But still I take heed to their words,
And put into practice,
I’m forever not grateful.

Truth be told,
I sing not to the anthem of my heart,
But no beat lives in me,
Still I hear it playing on,
And it’s quite a catchy tune.

Truth be told,
I feel imperfect on the inside,
But perfect on the outside,
Perfect with no imperfection,
It’s just a mere understatement.

Truth be told,
I lie to myself all the time,
But generous to the people that lie to me,
Though it’s quite an awkward moment,
I care nonetheless.

Truth be told,
There is power to what I speak,
But sadness to what I hear,
And it seems to tear me apart at first,
But I always find my feet.

Truth be told,
I do not choose my friends,
My friends choose me,
They corner me to a spot,
But I end up making decisions myself.

Truth be told,
I’m crazy when alone,
But well composed outside my home,
Though I want to act myself,
But I remember it’s the viewers show.

Truth be told,
I can’t remember when I felt the wind gush my hair,
Or when it blew my skirt up,
Or when it hummed a melodious tune,
Or when it gave me goosebumps,
But I remember the bitter days.

Truth be told,
I’m the funniest person you’ve ever met,
But also the trickiest person you never want to meet,
Though it’s not right,
But I’ve got to...