Truth

What is truth? Is it an illusion in our membranes and soul? Truth is it what we look and crave 4 but may never know the answer 2? Maybe it's something we shy away from for it may hurt or permanently cripple our mental in such a huge multitude where we may put forcefields up to shield ourselves from other beings so no judgments will be passed on us.Or is truth something we choose not to see cause we choose to be blind 2 the facts and be oblivious so we don't shatter what we feel to be true in our hearts? Is truth an accessory instead of a natural function cause were afraid to shed on our fellow peers cause we would be looked at as shallow or do we keep it hidden to help glad wrap a bond? To cement our friendships either know it may spoil and rot without truth being brung to the forefront? Or is truth something we feel to make the most sense in our craniums just to make an attempt at a happier living either know the truth may sicken us harder to know the facts squared? should we deem what we feel to be sacred to be shackled like Toby's arms cause the truth may corrupt us in a matter where the price to be paid may be nonrefundable? The truth is none of the above or it could be all of the above.Truth is a yin-yang how we use the truth it may make or break us.Its a word taking 4 granted cause no one truly knows what the outcomes the truth may bring.