I feel like I’m in a state of confusion
A foggy pair of glasses upon my nose
Unable to completely clear the path ahead of me
I don’t know what I want
For fear has trailed my tracks
It has become difficult to decipher truth
They say honesty is the best policy
But honesty for whom?
Honesty towards others or honesty towards yourself?
To be true to yourself has become a chore
We start to think that those who need to be pleasured the most are our peers
But this is a lie
Loving yourself is true honesty
Seeing yourself in the light of your own eyes
And never turning your back on your own freedom