Exposed

Let me begin by saying; if you know me, you know I have secrets. You know that once I tell myself that I’m keeping something to myself, I am going to do just that and by all means necessary; Even if it means lying.

Lying is bad people. No matter how you put it. But sometimes some things are just better left unsaid and protected for the sake of your own sanity. I guess that’s selfish, huh? Lying to another person to make you feel better.

I have this problem with keeping things inside. I have this problem with thinking if anyone knew certain things they would judge me. Secretly, I loathe being judged. I don’t feel anyone has the right to judge anyone, but people do it anyways. Even I’m guilty of that. So, I keep it to myself. I hide it away. And most of the time I forget about it. The only way I’ll actively realize what I’m doing is if the topic is brought up and honestly, if I don’t feel you’re worthy enough of knowing my secrets, im not telling you. I will simply lie.

Smh, I know.

I’ve come across a person that for some reason I feel incapable of lying to. I don’t know what it is about him. I just can’t. Now at first, I did. It didn’t matter to me. He didn’t matter to me. In time, that has changed. You should never lie to someone because you never know just how close you’ll get to that person down the line. And if that lie comes out, it’s a strike against your character.

There’s nothing left for me to confess. . . . I’ve never felt so exposed in my life.

*kicks mic*