Dictionary says, Truth is,
“Sincerity”, “conformity to fact”, “genuine statements”, “that which is real in a deeper sense”
Which means truth is not the strong pillar you lean on, on desperate times,
Not that warm blanket you hide under on cold days, the umbrella you use on rainy days
and simply abandon it as soon as the sun shines,
Not the candle you use to brighten the room when it gets darker.
Truth is not an amazing life you seek when your usual life doesn't seem to be enough anymore.
Not the medication you take to get rid of them pains.
Truth is not that revealing dress you go for to put your best impression,
that suit you earn all the attention when you wear it.
Truth is not all the answers you give when they corner you with countless questions,
the amount of confidence you put on to express all the words you say with an accent.
Truth is not the warmth of the smile you produce before you start talking,
not even that "don’t touch me" attitude you always give when you can’t get away with your bad boy behavior.
It is not an escape plan when you get caught red handed. The explanation you give as to why you did it
Not the words you use to surrender the mob when they want to crush your head
Not even the tough brother you call to clean up the mess your words created.
Truth is not the strange feeling you get when you can't decide on which path to take.
Not that feeling you get when you about to get lost, to lose what matters the most
Not that tiny branch that saved your life when you were falling down, you gripped on it before hitting the ground.
Truth is not that comforting touch I get to calm me down when I’m mad,
the beauty that melts my heart when I look at your face,
Not the kindness I see when I look deep down into your eyes,
none of all the amazing things you say to help me get better when I feel like the world is attempting to squash me in.
Truth It's not the times you said "I'm ok" with tears on your eyes, when you said "It's fine " knowing exactly that it's not,
deep down its tearing you apart
It's not all the words you paint them with, blaming them for all the wrongs you think they are responsible for
Not the set of strong words you use to exaggerate how bad men are, how useless women are, how much you hate kids.
As beautiful or handsome as you are, don’t be fooled, truth it's not the words they use to soften your heart
when the answer to every question or everything they say is "no"
But truth is, nothing but the exact words that tell what really went down, even if it hurts them or make them laugh,
everything that should pop out of your mouth, during happy days, desperate times and any other time.
Tell only the truth because lies destroy more than they barely build, at first to destroy later.
I've seen them destroy families, ending friendships and all the beautiful things life has to offer.
