Truth is a word with different sides.
Your soul is where your truth lies.
It is a die with infinite faces.
You can never erase its traces.
When you roll that die,
you never know what coming up next might be a lie.
Lie is it? or someone else's truth?
Truth is a word with different sides.
Your soul is where your truth lies.
It might be as small as a one
but it is your of none.
It has a probability to come up anytime.
Will you be ready to hear a creaky wind chime?
Truth is it? or someone else's lie?
Truth is a word with different sides.
Your soul is where your truth lies.
The anxiety you go through thinking your truth might be next to come up
And then you think everything would just fuck up.
Your truth might be a life changing hurricane for you.
It might be as small as a breeze for those dealing with a life sticking glue.
Truth is it? or someone else's joke?
Truth is a word with different sides.
Your soul is where your truth lies.
One day it has to flash out.
No matter how many seeds of fear in your heart it might sprout.
The only way to face it is acceptance.
Maybe give yourself another stance.
Truth is it? or your fear?

© Piku