Everywhere I go, there they are. Lying to move on and hurting other people to be even happier. They may think they are the greatest human beings in the world. But, no. They are cowards. Liars. Monsters.
Most of all, they are Pretenders.
The only good thing in life that they can do is pretend to be someone else, making someone happy until they crush their dreams. I am that someone.
They pretend to be my mom, my grandma,..my dad. I didn't think my dad would have to pretend not to be mine.
They pretend to be my friends, fading away day by day. I can already feel it.
They pretend to be my best friend, well..he's not doing a good job at it.
They pretend to be my true love, who would really do that to break someone's heart? I know who. Many of the heartbroken disguises themselves as strong. Unlike them, i never have a disguise. Wait, I actually do. It's very weak though, like a cacoon. Except, my butterfly will be dead once the cacoon opens.
Has it occured to anyone that everyone is not who they really are? You can talk to someone for a long time, but that person might not be what you think they are.
I don't know. Maybe I'm pretending. I'm pretending to be this bundle of joy in the real world. A happy, too fucking nice, girl.
Deep inside, I am..this. In case you are wondering, the reason why I'm 'A' is because..I rather hide the fact that I'm this Psycho here than in the real world. See? I'm a pretender. Everyone is. It just takes alot of guts to realize it..before you explode. How do I know? I did.
Love,
A.
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