Why do we lie why do we hurt each other,
When all we want is to be loved by another,
We try to run and hide what we feel inside,
We read books we watch movies each telling us a different story,
Some of love Some of pain and some loneliness & distain,
We all read the stories and contemplate the ending,
But somehow we think our stories will be different,
Running from your feelings is like running from the truth sooner or later it will catch you,
Every movie, book, & poem starts with a script.word.emotion,
So don't bury what you feel, or hide your heart,
For everyday a story is made a new beginning starts.
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