The relationship between
Vivid, bright honesty to strangers,
And living white lies with those you love.

It's fun
Finding someone uninvolved
And telling them
All the things
You can't tell yourself,
Showing them
The pieces of you
That you lie about
To everyone else,
That you lie about
To those that you love,
To those that love you.

The comfort of complacency,
The smooth flow of denial,
The willful ignorance,
For the sake of continuance
Down the path of least resistance,
That leads to nowhere but the grave.

When in the end
It's the hard way out,
The difficult decisions,
That lead to freedom.

The hidden truths
I've been ignoring
Are the only things
That really matter.