Lie Of Truth Poem by sebastian awa

A long time ago,
Back in the time of my naive state,
I knew who i thought i was.
But the person i thought myself to be,
Was nothing more than a elaborate lie.

No long am i a person,
Linked to a society so tightly wound.
I give up my name,
I surrender this useless title of mine.
My being is only a lie,
My truth is my death.

If i choose to utter the truth,
I will die a painful death.
If i continue this lie,
I keep my life,
The life i was bore to believe.