What is it worth
To us in youth
When we are raised up
To tell the truth?
Does it make us better
Than little white lies
Are the grand ones
Our own disguise
Is it perception
Within our minds
Bound to hard facts
Choked on insight
Is it worth coming clean
Do you favor honesty
When protecting everything
From the hardship you could bring
They say truth
is possibly
the very best
in policy
But ask a man
for his opinion
He may lie
for his dominion
There is no honor
Just what we see
and what we think
Our words might mean
I question life
In all it's forms
For even great truth
Has it's thorns...
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
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