Caught in the crevice between honesty and kindness.
Thought I might deliver you from your social blindness.
How can I be the one to heal you and yet harm you? Hurt you and then calm you?
Shall I step forward, the sacrificial lamb?
Will you reject me for being who I am?
An honest creature, a bit of a preacher, hoping to teach you, reach you, beseech you… To look inside yourself.
Caught in the crevice between a rock and a hard place.
Do I speak out or silently save face?