What can YOU say in six sentences?
Does it matter?
I can spend another day wondering what is true.
A day watching, waiting, wishing, for some shade of gray between the black and white that I am told is real.
In the end truth is hidden behind the shadows of promises, and as the day winds down I must choose between evils wrapped in blankets of hope.
But if my only choice is to know or to hide, I have to ask if I really care?