what is it really?
people say an ugly truth is better than beautiful lies.
however in reality, what i receive or even what i give, nothing is completely unmasked.
it’s usually laced with a design that matches outfits.
beautiful yet potentially lethal.
so when people speak to me,
it feels like i have to pick it apart then put the pieces back together to identify what it really is.
some puzzles are simple but some are like thousand pieces.
when intentions and messages get so complicated,
i don’t know if i should see it as an encrypted truth or simply a lie.