The truth never lies Truth can despise or exercise The truth can bring freedom The reason can be found What goes around? Proof? What is truth? I was 8 years old when the world broke There I was feeling it slip away but Begging it to stay the same Even though…the same meant I got to play ‘don’t wake daddy’ And - no - not the board game Although there was a sizable board involved It hurt but it was the only life I knew So when it was over I wasn’t relieved To be a branch from the family tree Severed and ‘set free’ I was me And tree can’t grow without soil And the soil can’t hold on without roots So I’m just me and that’s the truth I was 11 years old when the world disappeared Her priorities pushed me away But I wanted to stay even it was to hold her hand as she reached for the closest man But that wouldn’t stand because I was me And the me I was was a weight Left to the cruel hand of fate but wait What happens when you’re alone? No phone, no stone to roll just you And I remember waiting in the car For hours wondering where you are I took a nap because the sun said good night But you were still out of sight and then the light The light of day mixed with the flashing lights I gathered all my might and ran to see And there you were asleep under white