true or flase ?

Would you rather hear the harsh words of reality or the sweet words of delusion? 

With both you with face confusion. 

Like beauty, truth is in the eye of the beholder. 

And some lies give you closure.

Now my question has changed what is real and what is fake.

If this is a dream, when do i wake, do i even wish to or will my reality be more foul then I can take. 

Because of those false words of i love you, 

was one of the cruelest things you could do. 

Now fear is what interrogates. 

But I realize I don't fear what is before me. 

I fear what created it's fate.

Was it fated to hate? 

If so what is mine? 

Will my past make me bitter, 

or better? 

But now I see it's for me to decide. 

Because only I see every detail of painting I painted and that can never be see in a glance of someone else's eyes 

The truth is you view,

is that true?