By ArielleLoboMunteanu | Poems by wolf | 2 Nov 2021
honesty has always been a weird concept
all of our realities are so skewed that the word sincere seems out of of touch
we all crave validation
we lie for attention and get rejection
I tell tales of my life always in search of self pity or recognition
am I alone in these lies?
or are you lying to yourself now?
How do you rate this article?
1
Random thoughts I have in the middle of the night.
Send a $0.01 microtip in crypto to the author, and earn yourself as you read!
% to author / 80% to me.
18 hours ago
2 minute read
5 hours ago
1 minute read
8 hours ago
3 minute read
