say it like it is

so there we go, trying to twist our thoughts for the comfort of others. we tell lies and continue to unite, as we call ourselves a circle of brothers. we need to sugarcoat the truth while still not biting our tongue. but your mouth feels shut closed, trapped and swollen almost as if it was stung. "will we forever be young?" well you can always be the youthful soul you strive to be, age is just a number. "i don't feel safe, am i going to be okay?" as long as you trust yourself and keep hope alive, nothing can bother. i can tell you the truth but sound chokes back into my throat, the truth hurts to swallow. but the truth only drags silently, yet deafeningly loud and temporarily brings sorrow. so the remedy for all of this is the art of being dishonest. as we revert and go back on our words and our main promise. so there you are, twisting your truth for the comfort of others. instead of saying it how it is, like you were taught by your mother. dishonest people are much more cunning than other people. and honestly, lies hurt less in the moment, and are perfect for keeping it peaceful.