Sometimes, I wonder.
Why is it so hard not to tell someone the truth.
The truth about your opinion on him/her.
It's very easy to tell the others but not to that person.
Right smack on their face.

I've known my weakness.
I'm afraid of hurting people's feelings.
Purposely. Not accidentally.

But in the end.
I'm the one who's having the heartache.
Of bearing the nonsense I see every single day without fail.

Attitude.