Real Eyes Realize Real Lies

You love to lie. So what? You say. Lying is one of your many interests and sometimes people don't realize it; but you lie a lot. And when i meant a lot, i meant plenty. You lie as a joke, to get outta trouble or simply to back your friends up. You do it with ease and with just a snap of your finger. You're a pro, but you have flaws. You know everything there is about fibs and lies i assume. But you don't know how to handle when people find out that you're telling tales.

It's easy to lie isn't it? You don't really feel safe, but yet there is a sense of relief and reprievement that makes lying so comforting. You don't feel guilty at all.

There is a time when a champion loses a competition. Or a straight-A student does badly in a test. Same goes towards unabashed liars. Sometimes, they get caught. And when they do, they panic. What should i do? Should i lie more? Surely this isn't the answer to solve all of your troubles. Why did you lie exactly? You're not the type of which people presume as a fraud.You're a friend, a companion. But after that day, you're just another impostor.

I don't like thinking bad stuff about people. So i took the high road and believed otherwise. I just thought that you lost your way. You lied once, but that doesn't mean you'll do it again. Then on one fateful day, you lied in front of my dumbstricken face. That's when i knew that it's true. You're bogus, you're a phony, you're a fake and you're everything else that spells L-I-A-R.