it is hard to be friends with somebody who is actively destroying themselves.
I know because even I can hardly stand being alone with my mind.
I don't know how other people can stand it.
it is hard to be friends with somebody who is a compulsive liar.
but do not say people like me are bad people because they lie.
people like me were raised hearing that it was better to tell people what they want to hear rather than what is the truth.
in fact, people like me have their safety and their family built on lies.
I think about other people before I lie, I swear to you that I do.
But when all I've seen is that telling the truth can end in threats, I learned that lying is beneficial.
it's hard to be friends with somebody who is actively destroying themselves.
I would know because I am the person.
and I know that it's hard to be friends with me.
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Monsters Are Human
PoetryShe was poetry in a world still learning the alphabet. [ Just poems I found on Tumblr.] [ I do not own any of these!! ] [ The first few are horse poems. But it gets better. ] #230 in Poetry - 1 June 2016
