Clump of lies

living in a clump of lies, of falsehoods, of denials and of pride.

For pride, for hiding my heart, my weakness. I lied abt being happy, satisfied and probably also abt me being strong.

those concerned looks, concerned questions are nth much but looks of disdain and scorns to me. So I put on a false front to look ok, to sound like I'm fine with life right now. And I Guess tt im so Gd with lying to the point where even I myself am convinced.

Well well. Who wldnt want to be happy, or rather happier. jus stucked in the loop of lying to myself so tt I can lie to others n I Guess I can only be honest with myself in my most private moments.

For no one likes a liar n a weak person, the general populace wants a strong person tt they can rely on.  So tts wher I come in, in my Armour of lies n my shield of pride, together with my blade of sarcasm to fend off any hateful hypocrites.


The best liar fools himself first before fooling others, with his lie becoming his truth.

Not everyone gets it

Jus as I tot I mayb able to be slightly happier. Life jus Haf to throw a wrench into my face n tell me to wake up.

Haven't it always been like this. not everyone gets to be happy u know. I'm not supposed to b happy.