The truth

This poem starts off with the front I give the world. It also gives what I honestly want.

Say I did you wrong, I'll say you're likely right,

I hate to be alone, But i love to fight,

Slinging words like they are bullets, 

When you say we're friends I know you're full of s**t,

My mouth is the gun,

My lips move faster than a convict on the run,

My lies are the bullets,

Your mind is my target,

When I speak I don't give a f**k who gets hit,

I decide if I like you the moment that we meet,

So if I say I don't just move seats,

If you look like the type, I wont waste my time,

If you act like the type, Get the f**k out my life,

Never had a friend that lasted longer than a year,

After six months they up an disappear,

Got one that treats me like a charity,

Only comes around when my mind gets the best of me,

My mind is a cage and I can't break free,

My heart is filled with rage that feeds my anxiety,

I can be the nice one, But that's not really fun,

Mean Girls taught me being a b***h makes you number one,

But let's stop and take a minute,

There's something I have to admit, 

All I really want is an honest to God friend,

But my fear takes over and I can't let them in,

I may be an angel but I gave in to sin,

I looked for something real and only got fake,

So when they look to me the world gets the same,

I'm a friend and a lover, Hang with me and I'll show you disaster,

Go to bed in the morning and wake up plastered,

You don't know the truth and probably never will,

Nobody's got the time to travel that hill.