Once upon a time, you believed lies
and couldn’t distinguish them from half-truths
You were led on and refused to turn back
When intuition pst pst you warnings.
If you understand what I mean, you’ve come far.
If you hear your heart’s detector beep as she speaks, you know.
If you no longer wonder why one will scheme to have what you’d freely give.
Delicate one, you have relearned the many flavours of truth.