Would You Rather Be Confronted by a Lie or Strengthened by the Truth

Wanting to confront ontology
Overcome the nature of being
Only to be one with nature

Comfort in the dirt is cosier than the truth
The truth makes me weak
The truth makes me helpless
The truth is cold like a razors edge
Inflicting pain and omitting warmth

My struggle does not make me strong
My survival does not make me brave
My survival reminds me of the hurt
Inflicted pain and omitted empathy



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Woollams
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