Pretend. Is there anything we do that is not make-believe? According to our Instagram-, Facebook-, Twitter- or what-not-account, we are basically rock stars. Always doing something exciting, always eating fancy stuff, always capturing just the right sunsets, landscapes, moods or whatever else we can take a picture of. But is it the truth or is it just pretend? Weiterlesen
Talking isn’t worth much, if no one listens. It’s like writing stories that no one ever reads. Like drawing pictures no one ever sees. Like being forgotten before you even existed. But it’s so easy they say. So easy to change. Weiterlesen
The hardest part is to accept the fact that you are not the one they wanted. At least not the you that you are but some other version. Someone lighter, darker, stronger, weaker – just a different version of the person that you are right now. Weiterlesen
Do you know who you really are? Are you truly yourself or are you hiding behind a mask? Masks are what we were taught to wear all our lives. When we were little they told us to behave, to adjust, to fall in line. So we learned to hide parts of our true self behind a mask – little parts at first, but more and more over the years. Until it became almost impossible to differ that mask from ourselves. Weiterlesen
Smile, laugh and keep on walking. Act normal and pretend to listen even to care. Copy their patterns repeat their lies.
„Of course we’re all friends here.“
“Of course I don’t mind.“
It’s so easy to fool those who do not care anyway. So easy to hide behind a mask and keep on smiling. They never notice.
I’m through explaining and through getting angry. It doesn’t matter to you anyway.
„We are your friends.“
“Tell us your problems.“
Oh yeah of course so you can go right ahead and stab me in the back again! Like you do every day. Again and all over again.
Hush now don’t worry. It doesn’t matter. Smile back and pretend.
I convinced myself that I was over this. Now look at me. Sitting in front of my computer, wearing headphones and pretending to listen to music. When in fact I’m waiting. Just waiting to hear your voice.
And there he is.
I sigh inwardly and then hit myself mentally.
I do NOT – I repeat NOT – care that he is back. I do NOT wish for him to come over like he did before. Weiterlesen
Some people pretend to be someone they are not. Others put on an invisible mask over their faces and hide behind it. And some filter everything they say. I guess there is nothing wrong with wanting to be someone better, protecting who you are or trying to be polite. But what if who you are gets lost behind all those illusions? Weiterlesen