Forced Liar ~ Sanders Sides

Chapter 4-8 Days Remaining

HeLp Me

Deceit stared at the notebook on his desk. Just one more poem. He would get over his depression before tomorrow. He wasn't sure of it, but he hoped he would.

All this pain
No one sees
Remus claims to be my friend
But even then, how hasn't he noticed?
This eternal pain
Is to much for me
Nobody cares about me
If so, why don't they show it?

Deceit felt a few tears form and saw them drop onto his notebook. Every one. Every word he wrote down meant more to him than anyone realises. Maybe even you don't understand Deceit's pain. To always be alone, to always be stepped on.
That's how Deceit felt.
That's how he always felt.
Like he didn't belong.
Like nobody wanted him.
If you were somehow able to have an honest and open conversation with him, you'd be concerned yourself.
"I'm sorry..." Deceit whispered to himself. Now I know what you're thinking, is Deceit lying? Does he actually mean he's not sorry? Well, your answer to that is no. No, he isn't lying. Deceit may be in charge of deception, but he ain't no full-time liar.
"I'm sorry-I'm sorry-" Deceit cried out, tears sliding down his scales, hanging at the bottom of his chin as he covered his eyes with his hands.
"I'm sorry for being annoying, I'm sorry for existing!" The lying side called out. "But... please... let me be e-excepted..." he stuttered, knowing his words meant nothing. Nobody could hear him. Nobody could hear his worthless cries.
They meant nothing.
He meant nothing.