Fight My Lies

Thu, 03/14/2019 - 18:52 -- prizzle

I'm a liar. Wish I wasn't, but I am. The desire to make her like me. My apologies, it's a scam. I don't want to sit alone at lunch so please form me into what you fancy. I'm the new kid, a clean slate, I'm a people pleaser and that's ok. You don't ask about my day nor wonder if I'm fine. But I'm the liar, so what did I expect- you'd turn up to check if I'm a'ight? Please don't leave me, I'll do whatever you want. What lie should I say so we can make up- Abruptly she yells at me, embarrassing me again. This was supposed to be my new beginning. Why do I have to lie so I can be cool? I'm tired of feeding her petty ego! I'm surrounded by everyone yet still feel alone!"You have everything because of me!" I look her in the eye Tears of frustration run down and I yell- "Take it all back then, because I'm done spouting lies!" 

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