"Who are you? You are the the truth out screaming these lies. You are the truth, saving my life."

Secrets.

I don't know where I belong.
I don't know who I belong to.
I tell myself I'm beautiful everyday, as a way of pretending.
I still have a lot of hurt stored up because of him, and I can't escape it.
I need to change.  I don't know how.
I don't know how to handle the advice people give me.
I want someone to claim me as their own.

my biggest secret.
I hate feeling this way. 
I hate being this honest
because
I feel so lame when I am.