They sit there staring at you, looking at you nervously, wondering if they will get caught.
You sit there staring back, watching their moves, looking and waiting for the signs.
They don't realize what they are doing, it has become second nature.
They break eye contact, they just can't take it anymore.You look at them, they know that they can't hide it, they sit and try to cover what they did.
They start to speak, they shake and can't look at you anymore. You have them caught. They deny it, say more and dig themselves deeper. They sit trying not to break, you stare them down, not backing away.
You want the truth, they refuse to give it.
They sit there sweating.
Who will win?
Them or you, which is greater the truth or is it lies?
Society says the truth will set you free, but everyone lies at some point.
Finally they sit there and admit that they have done wrong.
You sit and have a satisfied look, then you realized, you were the one that was wrong.
And for once you sit back and look back and understand what the others were saying, was right.
"They" are people that don't agree with you, and you think, is there such a thing as truth?