The truth is...
Well, it doesn't matter. Because you don't want to hear it. You won't believe it. Because you've already made up your own truth.
The truth is powerless against you. Because you don't care, aren't ready, are too good for it.
Some of my truths are sad and some a little shameful. Most I embrace, a few I hide. And while not all at the best pace, I face all of my truths the beat that I can as quickly as I can. I'm gonna have to someday, why not now?
Such a scary thing it is- being honest with yourself.
It may be the best thing for you.
In 5 days in 5 months in 5 years, will you look back and be proud of how you dealt with your truth?
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