Promises and Lies

There I was and here I am.

I don't understand why people lie.

There they were and here they are.

Maybe because they aren't comfortable with telling me something that might make me uncomfortable or maybe they just don't want to tell me things or maybe because they just want to lie.

I hate it when people lie to me. I'd rather have them tell me straight up what the issue is or not tell me at all but this beating around the bush and bending the truth is something I don't appreciate.

Like damn, you really had to go there huh?

Lies have ruined good relationships between people. Take it as you want to. It has ruined me and others.

I have lied before. I have faced the consequences of it. Trust me, it ain't pretty.

You make up more lies to cover up the one just spoken.

Why?

Because you're scared. You're scared that they might make it in life and you won't. You're scared that they might forget you. You're scared because you are.

I'd rather have the truth be said to my face and have it rip me apart to shreds than taste the lie that is ever so sweet as a spoonful of honey.

Remember, the Bittergourd (truth) is more beneficial than sugar (lie).

In some cases, the truth and the lie hurts the same.

But, it is I who fooled myself by believing whatever was being said to my face.

There I was.

And here I am, dealing with the betrayal and the lies told to me by someone I once considered my brother.