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Is honesty the best policy in a cruel world?

Amidst a world so cruel and wild,

Does honesty truly wear a smile?

I ponder, as emotions sway,

To bare one\'s soul in the light of day.

 

For honesty\'s path is fraught with fear,

Revealing vulnerabilities dear,

To those who might, with hearts unkind,

Play games and rend the soul connected.

 

To open up and freely share,

Invites the chance for hearts to tear,

To wound the gentle rhythms of the heart,

And let despair\'s shadows begin.

 

Mental health, a precious state,

Exposed to those who work in hate,

Honesty\'s gift, a double-edged art,

That may shatter love\'s fragile heart.

 

In truth\'s pure art, we gain insight,

The lesson\'s blade cuts day and night.

The world, a harsh and heartless place,

Where kindness falters, lost in the maze.

 

So should we speak with honesty breath,

Or do masks guard against the depth?

In hearts joyful, the answer lies,

To walk with care and love the prize.

 

For honesty, a jewel so rare,

Can spark compassion and love to bear?

Amidst the world\'s cruel grasp we stay,

Embracing kindness, come what may.