Why Lie (Pt. 2)

I sit here still in disbelief thinking about the conversation I overheard earlier

I repeatedly ask myself did this dialogue really take place or am I the one using my imagination fabricating stories just to have something to say

No way

That’s extreme and that is out of my character

There is no way that my brain could have formulated that many stories and recited them as if they were the honest truth

I know I write poetry and short stories

But damn

You were quick on your toes with your elaborate lies

Performing

Your spoken word

Even with the interruptions

You were dead on not missing a beat

Did you stay up all night and practice you were up after I went to sleep

I am disgusted at your behavior

I don’t even know how to act around you

I have to watch the words that I say

That won’t even matter

You’ll just add your own spin