A little honesty is all I ask
but I was deprived of such
to you it may seem like a Herculian task
but to me it would mean much

But honest you have never been
chose to deny anything
an end would have been seen
and not stuck in this feeling

Why hide?
why deny?
keeping me on the side
I always wondered why

Afraid to hurt me?
or I was in no position to know
the truth I now see
I am walking towards tomorrow