To Speak the truth

Why is the truth so hard that not even a family could really do it. Well at least my family never could. I tried so hard not to show this pain that was eating at me everyday but the days became harder and the lies became deeper. The more I showed my happy side it seemed the more everyone else was leaning on me. I tried to tell them to stop but it seemed that I had no voice it was all to hard and I let thoughs evil thoughts cross into my mind the thoughts I so longed to run from to not show my weakness to but I did and thoughs thoughts consumed me and dragged me down to a place I never wanted to be.

For one thing I wanted to be numb and I tried it but it ended up that I was to caring and I couldn't do it. I can't live like this anymore with the wieght pushing down on me and crushing me under it and I really have no clue of what to do.