Truth to hard to handle



What will You remember of me when I die? My flaws? My straight to the point questions? My Lies? My honest comments?
I am far from what they called "Good Person".
It is the truth.
You can tell from how few people I can called my friends.
It is the truth.
5.... Maybe 5 friends will come to my funeral. I can't recall anyone else.
It is the truth.
I have a daughter. My only child. The only person that loves me as I am.
She see my flaws as if it's the best thing could happen to me.
My lies has always a "White Lies" to her.
She hear my straight to the point questions as "As it is" questions.
She longed for my honest comments in everything.
Because it is the truth.
So tonight I pray to GOD. "Please, makes her understand that most of the time people can not handle the truth. Please don't let her become like me. I wanted her to enjoy life. Not alone. But with friends. People who will hold her together when times get rough. I never wanted her to feel lonely. Don't know who to called or turned too. Please GOD, don't let her be me... It is the truth."



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