If you want money more than anything,
you will be bought and sold.

If you have a greed for food,
you will become a loaf of bread.

This is a subtle truth.
Whatever you love, you are.

Whoever is careless with the truth in small matters cannot be trusted with the important matters.

All you have to do is tell the truth and come clean for your sake and the sake of all of use who so believed in you. Maybe this is the beginning of another kind of truth for you.

You dance inside my chest,
where no one sees you,

but sometimes I do, and that
sight becomes this art.

Truth is more believable than love.

A truth should exist,
it should not be used
like this. If I love you

is that a fact or a weapon?