The Truth

Would it be this hurtful,
If I have known the truth,
Would I have to go through this trapped life,
If I had known the truth?

Why was I not told the truth,
When on Earth did I do you wrong,
That you have to entrapped me,
In this 'blasted' life of yours?

I can't turn left,
I can't turn right,
But to walk straight ahead,
with you , one who is so incapable of happiness.


Your cruel smile,
Your cruel laughter,
How can I go on pretending,
How can I go on  in denial of your evilness.

No complete trust,
No complete respect,
Betrayal, back stabbing,
Can life go on like this,
But only in self denial.

When right seems so wrong,
and wrong seems right, 
When thinking is refused,
Being a vegetable is more appreciated,
Being a nobody is appraised.

This is obvious entrapment,
Who can blame me if I want to flee,
To the furthest corner of the world,
Where I can hide from this Monster,
This cruel Monster with a kindly face.