i spend the afternoon, gently
weaving a conversation
about myself into
the hands of my mother
who shoos me away, leaving,
going, turning away after
i ask her,
"how would you react
if i were gay?"
and i am gay

and well, there could have been
worse outcomes, an aftermath
that could have broken me
further
but the silence
was deafening
and i could not cover my ears
but my mouth was zipped
shut, no words; and my mom
threw away the key

we let the night
pass by like a ghost
and the next day, the sun
was rebirthed; my mom
slips me the key
to my mouth
and i unzip it
but it continues
to be silent
with my voice kept unheard

Everybody lies at some point in their life
To protect others
To protect themselves

Lies are supposed to make situations in life easier
But most of the times the lies come to light.
Your protection will become your biggest enemy

Starting a lie starts a Desaster of more upcoming lies

Lies can be dangerous
But still lies are protection

Lies don’t have to be bad all the time
Keeping a secret from someone might be a lie
But a good one

Use lies wisely and don’t get yourself in trouble

Lies can be used as protection
But also protect yourself and others from disappointment because of lies