In a world where so many people are pretending had made me to pretend. But now I'm sick of pretending. I'm sick of acting differently from what I really feel. Pretending is not one of my talents, obviously.
I had thought I was good at lying. I had lied to my mum, whom I told that I had consumed my vitamins, but actually I hadn't. I had lied to my teachers, when I told them I had forgotten to do my homework, but actually I didn't do it on purpose. These are just trivial lies, but they had encouraged me to lie more convincingly. And I had thought I was a damn good liar. Little did I know that there are people that can pretend for 24 hours a day without letting it show on their faces. I wouldn't know about it if my friends hadn't told me about these people.
I should actually admire them, for they have the perseverance to pretend in front of everybody (or are they born pretending?). People around me are pretending. Pretend to like me, pretend that we are still friends, pretend that they are innocent - all these are minor pretense. But their pretense will be more terrifying as we grow up.
My friend told me just now that if you see somebody always smiles and never feels sad, then he's the dangerous one. If you see somebody gets angry, he's safe to be with. That's good advice.
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