What is True

This goes with my poem "Not True."

I don't talk much

because why waste breath for people who won't care

 

I have black hair

because I hated my blonde hair

 

I like to write

because it's an art and I'm an artist

 

I don't smile much

because only certain people are worth smiling for

 

I have little friends

because these few people have proved that I can trust them

 

I have good grades

because I pay attention in class

 

I like country music

because it has a story behind it

 

My dad's in the military

and that has nothing to do with how I act

 

I don't speak my mind

Because every time I do

I get put down

 

Sixteen years I've been told otherwise

And I'm proud to say

That none of it was ever true

and this is

What is True.

 

4/16/14

M.D.