the psychological compulsion to confess is not uncommon

i have stories. many stories.

I am not alone in living a lie. Like everyone else secret tales abound behind my eyes.

I would love to tell them all to you... for a shekel or two... or the impression that i wish to make...

The hardest thing in this life is to keep your mouth shut. So instead  I will feed you lies.

Don't believe a word i said. I don't believe a word I hear; except the ones of praise, love, or courage.

The birds fly, the dust crawls, my heart beats until death arrives. Then silence will be my only reward.