Trust

I don’t know how people expect me to trust.
Lies have been my life.
My dad, my friends, my peers.
Lies have been all I hear.
And now you’re asking me to trust you.
To open up and let you in.
That’s the equivalent of me blowing a bubble
And asking you not to let it pop.


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