To tell the facts
Would be a true wording of sorts
So instead of just being
I am going to stride forward
To tell you exactly what I mean to announce
The fact is that it tares me down inside
To even attempt to tell
To even over think what my thoughts are
So I will
Instead of holding it in
I'll just come out and tell you
Honestly life is just puddle
A vast puddle that once you settle into
You dissappear into the unknown of astonishment
When you feel the droplets sink into you shoes
You know then that you're already gone
You are in too deep
Honestly I could keep going on and on how life
Is but why should I tell you
When all you have to do is seep into the world
Metaphor or not
Honestly is the best policy
So will you be
Honest
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