The truth is something I often tell lies about.
The simple act of opinion and honesty of what you assume every one else is thinking can kill like a knife.
It's often shown that honesty is bad in opinion driven situations, depicted through acts or appearance.
So the truth in its true form, is it pure? Or a blemish?
Somehow we chose that all these things will be deemed rude through the emotion of 'feeling bad' we get afterwards.
So truth and rudeness could be the same, if not for the up-bringing it has when you do tell a truth that appeals to someone.
Therefore, if It makes them feel good it is not rude, but it doesn't make it the truth.
Neither lies nor truths rule our society, it's more the delivery and whether it's alright for that person to say so in your eyes.
I truly am tired.
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A book of minds poetry
RandomPoetry, short stories, and little sentences, simply written from inspiration I find along the way.
