Truth
Truth,
is something that is rarely spoken aloud
Because shit hits the roof.
Truth comes in silent screams while lies are whispered loud.
I trusted you.
Boy, was I a fool.
There’s no trust without T R U
Commitment, but I realize I was a mere tool.
I don’t know why it took me so long,
From the whispers to your sly smiles,
You played me like a violin to your enticing, yet deceiving song.
I was just part of your orchestra, I should have seen it from miles
Away.
Now everywhere I look, the world is gray,
Full of lies.
No one listens to the truth that will never truly decay.
We have “friends” by fake bonds, fake ties.
When will we stop with the deception?
Wait.
Maybe they aren’t lies after all.
Maybe it depends on our slanted perception.
So then, what is the truth?
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