A truth that’s told with bad intent

Beats all the lies you can invent.

Hurting others to aid your means

Is like cutting fresh cloth at the seams.

Why the need to cause them pain?

You’re like wet hair clogging the drain.

The truth is true that can’t be argued

But sometimes tongue must be subdued.

Secrets must be locked away

Never to see the light of day.

I hope the truth has made you happy

For now your trust has gone quite snappy

Your friend will never confide in you

For broken trust leaves hearts bruised.