Truth (I)

Im the thing you ignore,
The one you dismiss,
The words never said
Between your lips.

People sure like
To stretch me out,
Yet once Im myself again
I hold no doubt.

Though at times
I can be hard to hear
(Im the guide gently whispering
In your ear)

When you reveal me to others
Their true colors show.
I seem to cause trouble
Wherever I go.

I dont understand
Why they hide my face-
I didnt mess up
Theyre just hiding self-disgrace.

I delight when people
Admit that theyre wrong;
Because I, truth,
Was there all along.

**again, english class, goal was to use personification**