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Confessions of a mime (pt. 2)

I once heard someone say, ‘the easiest thing to do is be yourself.’ Wanna know what I said to that?...Bullcrap!
The easiest thing is lying. Pretending. Miming. It’s all the same isn’t it?
Pretending not to be hurt by their snide remarks is the same as Lying about what you did last night. And thats the same as being trapped inside a world of misunderstanding, having to use facial expressions that you don’t really feel to communicate to the world outside that box that you’re ok, when you’re really not…which is lying.
Why would I know all this? Because…
Im a liar.
And the truth is you will never know what I hide beneath my sleeves. As much as I tell myself I don’t want you to know, I can’t help but ask
why don’t you care?
Do you care?

I fall to my knees with tears in my eyes. I don’t want to be a liar. I don’t want to be selfish anymore. I want so much to change. Learning your love everyday, there’s still so much to know. You grip my wrists. I let go. It feels so much like falling…

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