18. Liar

You called me a liar.
A little harsh, isn't it?
You're the reason
behind my lies.
You're the reason
behind the new me.
Yet you were the one
who judged me.
I don't regret lying to you.
Neither do I regret hurting you.
You know why?
I am broken in ways
you can't imagine.
You were the one
who broke me.
I don't want to show you
my damaged soul.
I don't want to show you
how weak I am.
I can't give you that satisfaction.
No, keep on calling me a liar.
Yes, I am a liar.
But then who are you?