Poem : Lies

I was always addicted to Utopian lifestyle,
Filled with money. Happiness. You.
Scrambling around to jump onto my next thing,
I forgot to complete this one. And the last one too.

Parents little depressed,
Sister little sad.
I knew, I was right form outside,
From inside I was a web of lies.
Playing on edge,
I have now learnt to be truthful as fuck.
At least from within
Unlike people with hidden monsters.

Yes, this is making a difference,
I am changed from inside
And if I am changing,
No one can stop me from changing positively.