Words

Are the words we tell ourselves true?

Or are they simply fictions that we seek to believe?

Fictions that make the world seem bright.

Or dark.

Why are the words we speak to ourselves so often untrue?

Why is it, that even to ourselves we lie.

Boast.

Deride.

Perhaps learning to simply be honest with ourselves

Is the first and biggest step

To knowing who we are.

And what we are doing here.

Perhaps honesty

Is all we really need.

Between myself

And I.

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