Truth is never simple
it’s always complicated
sides like winding paths
reaching toward an elusive end
and we all see our
road as correct
Truth is never simple
it is always complicated
stories as virescent
as the sky shades itself in blue
and we all tell our
tales as fact
Truth is never simple
it is always complicated
never fully grasped
never fully gazed upon
and we all see what
we see
and know it
but knowing is never simple
it’s a complicated
truth
