we are all liars…

well we are taught to be professional liars.
our parents taught us how to lie.
we are taught to never let people know the truth.
the real truth.
 playing pretend will get people to people like us more.
if we are sad or lonely,
we need to make people believe we are happy.
i mean that is the better option right?
that leads to more likes and status.

i’m honest about my feelings on the foxhole.
i could lie and tell people that i’m happy.
that i go out every night and dance on bars.
i could make it seem like i’m this “pimp”.
i go through wolves and land on long dick every night.
hell i could lie that i don’t have complicated feelings for a straight wolf.
that he is never ever ever on my mind.

nope.
i choose to be honest.
honesty on this site has kept me from killing myself.
 lying to make myself seem “better” actually sucks.
like who am i impressing?
who really cares?

i’m glad that “being mary jane”,
one of my absolute favorite shows,
tackled the issue of lying about our “mental health” tonight.
her friend lisa,
a character who battled depression and attempted suicide,
actually went through with it successfully.
mary jane had a nice speech at her eulogy about “lying”.
it inspired me to write.
its that in the black community,
we are taught to keep our feelings to ourselves.
males especially.

“oh you’re too emotional.”
“no one wants to hear you are sad today.”
“you are too blessed to be depressed!”

that the whites are the only ones to have emotions.
you know we joke that when they have a issue,
they are quicker to kill themselves.
well it seems as times change,
more people of color are breaking that stereotype.
i guess we can’t keep up with our lies anymore.

look i’d rather be honest than plot my suicide.
i’d rather release all my emotions than bottle them up anymore.
i would rather be dragged for my opinion than pretend to follow.
see that is the main problem with a society of liars.
once the truth is out about someone,
or the truth that was hidden beneath the surface,
we act all shocked and appalled.
maybe if we stopped lying to each other,
and start telling the truth about whats going on in our lives,
then maybe we can get the help we need.
 lets face it…
some of us are really crying out for help.

the temper tantrums
the stagnant lifestyles
the constant broken relationships
the addiction of looking for lust to turn into love

we would rather suffer in silence than be completely honest.
just a thought.goodnight foxhole.