For What They Really Are. Poem by Jessica Robert

I feel like everyone can see
The lies a weight on my small shoulders
Who was I to think they wouldn't be able to guess?
How could I dare to believe that everything would be fine
With a small little white lie?
Then, when those fibs build up
And they become about everything,
No matter how small or big
The power of control and to be superior builds like a mountain
It's peak getting higher and higher
With every fib
Now, with everyone's eyes on me
I feel insecure
Too visible to the human eye
I can't breath
I can't speak
That little white lie turned into a thousand black piercings
Evil and paining
I needed to feel on top of the world
And now, I am in the cold darkness,
Curled into a tight ball in the corner
Screaming for them to just leave me alone
Regret and shame trailing across every length of my face
They don't leave, they stare me down
A single tear sheds
As I continue to live,
With those eyes staring upon me
Seeing my every secret and every lie
For what they really are.