Thursday, November 3, 2011

Liar liar pants on fire

Lying is something I've never really been good at. 
I'm not entirely sure if that is a good thing or bad. Don't get me wrong.
 I could probably think up a pretty good story if my life depended on it, but other then that I am not the most talented liar. I think its difficult for anyone to be dishonest to someone they care about, I mean unless you were a psychopath, but thats something different entirely. I stumble over seemingly easy fibs though, I stutter and over act, I'm am sure I look completely ridiculous. I feel ridiculous. Lying is such a task. People who can lie easily kind of scare me. To put it quite plainly.

But what if you're lying to protect someone else?
Does that make it okay?
This, I've done lately, not well exactly, but done none the less. I am not lying to hurt anyone, just to keep someone else out of trouble. But, it still doesn't feel good. I feel like I need to take a long hot shower with lots of soap to get the scummy feeling off of me. Then after one or two of these lies I start to have a hard time keeping things straight and remembering who knows what about what. It kills me eventually either way.

So why am I lying?
Not sure.
Is honesty the best policy? Maybe.
Yeah.. Probably.

Simple answers, but that makes it so much more complicated. 

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