I am.

I am a liar.

A liar who seeks truth in a world of marionettes wired to societal archetypes. A masked crusader hiding behind his face, transcending masquerades.

I am stubborn.

A man vocal about his opinions, standing his ground against stereotypical perspectives and religious conservatism.

I am a coward.

Agitated by judgemental eyes and voices, hiding behind words, seeking refuge in pain and agony, running from anxiety and restlessness.

I write. I don’t write. I lie about writing.

I’m alive. I’m living. I lie about life.

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