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.