Truth
Speaking truth is always best.
Even when it seems a waste!
They will turn against you, make you feel as though your angry,
moaning or nothing but a beast, and that’s the least, of fractured souls, who feel in a hole,
all alone, with nowhere to go.
Oh if only you could see the reflection in me,
the expansion the growth, the whole sh-banging of no clanging inside my own head.
Who’s right? who’s wrong?
what’s true at best, is it just an opinion? a view? a programmed request?
or is there so much more in the rest with no request…..
