I lie about my status.
I lie about my relationships.
I lie about how I feel.
I lie about everything.
It started when I was a kid
A simple lie to cover up a mess
A white lie to save me from scolding
One small lie that grew to kept me holding
It became a habit
And then one day,
I realize, I made up an entire part of my life
I don’t know which is which
Every flaws I have to hide
For what I speak, I go blind
Funny to think that I write about it
When I am not sure how to fake it
Actually, maybe this is another satire
but believe me, I am a liar.