Be true

Please be true,
true is blue and transparent
is gold and silver
is whatever is inside You
Maybe it does not have color
maybe You do not know its name
but We know when we meet it
We know

True is always precious
and trimmed
I can forgive your true
Whatever it is
But I cannot forgive anymore lies

And...

I can sense the absence of true
like a dog smells blood
and I cannot stand it anymore

I just can't