There are times I lie to others.
About being happy and okay.
There are times I lie to myself.
About being okay and happy.

But there are also times I do not lie.

Times I do not lie to others.
About being okay and happy.
Times I do not lie to myself.
About being happy and okay.

But those times do not come often.

I would be lying if I didn’t say that
I lie more often than I tell the truth.
I just wish that when I told the truth
people around would believe me.

Just like I believe myself in those moments.

Of course, how can they believe me
when they know I lie more often than not?
But it does not help when they never believe me.

I just want someone to validate the truth
that there are days where I am happy
that there are days where I am okay.