Reality, and the truth.

Some people say that what is true is also real. So used to it are we though, that, strangely enough, we can't easily make out the fine line that separates those two words.

This line is torn in two pieces: First, whatever is related to the mind, secondly, the existing. The former has to do with you, whereas the latter... has to do with your existence.

You are true because you're frank, and honest, and prudent.

You are true because you're courageous, and composed.

You are true because you're natural, and enchanting, and... beautiful.

You are true because you really are everything you are.

...But I still, seriously, haven't figured out how on earth you can be real.