I was never taught

I was never taught how to deal with a lie

I was never taught how to lie 

I was never taught how to deal with deceit

I was never taught how to fear 

I was never taught how to hide 

I was never taught what was wrong 

I was never taught how to want

I was never taught to be ashamed 

I was never taught how to deal with heart ache 

I was never taught how to deal with heart break 

I was never taught how to fall out of love 

I was never taught how to be in love 

I was never taught how to deal with you...

I was never taught this so I blame you, I was taught yet this is part of, it consumes me, engulfs me then spits me out. How dear help mould such a beautiful monster and then try to kill it as it starts to think for its self.

Is it no longer beautiful?, am I no longer beautiful?