Half truths or lies...

I wonder a lot
Sometimes silent, at times
aloud…what hurts me more?
blatant lies or half truths around?
 
I look deep inside to find a reason,
Why at times half hurts more than
full… Why at times it hurts more
when the glass seems full?

Questions surround me on this quest,
Haziness overpowers my vision
at times,… my mind refuses to
accept, the truth, for it hurts.
 
No matter which one hurts me the
most,… a lie or a half truth or both,
They reflect a lack of trust…

A broken relation or a tear in the eye.

Both when come, bring a sigh !