Are you the Liar?

"Don’t lie; I know it was you.”

“Mom, I swear it wasn’t me!”

“IT WAS YOU! ADMIT IT.”

It’s at this stage that,

I know there is no point in fighting,

Whether I have done it or not, 

(in some cases I don't even KNOW what I have done),

I will get yelled at. 

Forced to admit something I didn’t do. 

What can I do?

I know it’s not right to fight.

Fight with my parents, 

Friends, 

Siblings, 

But if I can't fight, 

How will I tell them that I'm innocent?

Sisters are just good at throwing you under the bus. 

They don’t care. 

As long as the parents are on good terms with them, 

They will keep crying and get whatever they want.

Partiality still exists.

If others don't listen to you, then ask yourself.  

Ask your heart. 

Are you the culprit?

What have you done before,

that makes people assume you are the culprit?

And if you have done something wrong, 

Then are you a...

Liar?






Side note: This is a fictional piece of literature, and does not have any reference to real life experiences. 

manythoughtsheadfull

TX

15 years old

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