A collection of my own Monolouges and poetry

#1

As I lay awake I look up to the stars , for I can't see them but that's not the point ,
I wonder what they look like ,
Are some bigger while others are smaller ?
You know the story of when a grandparent dies or a relative and they tell you they're now in heaven or a star,

Do I actually believe in that ?

Well I do sometimes feel the odd chill down my spine every so often as much as I claim I don't believe in ghosts or anything to do with the afterlife for that matter

I always ramble and overthink

It's an old habit and as most people say old habits die hard . I don't agree with this , for some don't even die at all , much like this one . I could talk everyone's head off just blabbing all day and it would still be entertaining as I know how to hold a good conversation. That's what my mother taught me ,I could talk about the most random thing and make it seem correct when it is in fact incorrect after all .

But they'd all still believe me every single last one of them without even doubting . I guess I am a lot of the time correct surprisingly. As everyone says , I do know everything . Obviously of course I don't but it doesn't surprise me why people may think this of me the way I convey things with such a passion is how I do the convincing and after I'd then mention something related that was true to almost back up my point ensuring they'd remember or it was something well known .

And they'd all tell me I was clever . Admittedly I wasn't clever in the way you'd get good grades or always achieve straight A's , no I was just good at faking all that stuff . Naturally I know I'm smart but I don't always apply that to the best of my abilities. This is all intentional as then when I do it creates more of an awe and shock for people