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.