rot my sweet tooth

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You should always take what I say with grain of salt or maybe an ocean's amount of salt.

You see, lying is as easy as breathing for me.

I don't remember when I started or why I can't seem to stop.

I just know that honesty tastes bitter on my tongue.

It's a taste that other people seem to enjoy, like sour candy, dark chocolate or coffee.

But I've always preferred the sweeter things in life and lying is the sweetest taste around.

I wish I could tell you every thought inside my head.. but when I open my mouth all that comes out is sugar.

So maybe it's better if I just didn't speak.

Lying to you was never a plan. I never meant to deceive you. I just wanted you to listen when I spoke.

Growing up I was told that I was too bitter to swallow. I was spat out enough times that I started to cover myself in a candy exterior. A sprinkle of sugar that made me bearable. Tolerable.

You pop me in your mouth and soon enough the sugar coating dissolves away and you taste my sour core.

I hate the way you wince. The way you spit me out.

Maybe I'm an acquired taste... like sour candy, dark chocolate or coffee, but I've grown use to the taste of sugar.

I didn't mean to trick you. I promise.

Maybe I'm not your favourite flavour but I'm not exactly my own favourite either...

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