blindfolded truth
Elders taught us to not tell lie,
To believe what is seen by the eye
No doubts, no questions why?
So if things went awry
To whom are you gonna cry.
No one, no problem then sigh
I'll keep it then till I die
But what if the truth became the lie
And the lie is now a truth in disguise
which is which, can you identify
Maybe yes, maybe not
But who would've thought
Not even a single doubt
then I guess I'm quite dumb in that part
to not defend, to not impart.
but, then I'm just a man
I do mistakes,
I learn sometimes
i fall apart
then come back again
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