Deception

I know what it’s like to feel completely alone at a party filled with tens of people.

To look around and see if anyone notices.

I feel like they don’t.

Thing is, I don’t know if people think that about me. I don’t know if they think that I go home after hanging out, feeling completely unnoticed and forgotten.

I feel like they don’t.

Lots of times people tell me I have my whole life together. That I have countless friends, a good life at home, a future set for me. Maybe it’s because I’m good at deceiving? I hide my insecurities and my faults behind a big smile and a confident posture.

I think a lot of people do that too.

Us humans are deceivers.

We should be more vulnerable. Open to sharing the real us. I think we would all be a lot happier.