

Just Like MeOnce I met a person With smooth and chocolate skin He wore his clothes quite loosely and Was sharp as anything His heritage was different And he loved to play sport games But suddenly I realized that we were both the sameJust Like Me
Then I met a woman Who really was a man They were loud and fun and friendly With painted nails on too-large hands They dressed a little like me But it sometimes caused them pain And after a while I realized that we were both the same
After, I met a young girl With a different structured face Her eyes were thin and sl


LIARP A T H O L O G I C A LLIAR
Read each letter like you're reciting the alphabet.
A B C D E F G H I J K L P A T H O L O G I C A L
Liar. Read that one like you try and read my masked pupils. Go ahead. I dare you. I dare you to look into my eyes and listen to every word I say and guess if what I'm saying is true. I can tell the truth, but you would never believe me because you know I'm a liar. Is this even the truth? Am I really that good at lying? Can I take a truth and warp it so far into oblivion that not even I can tell if it is verified? Yes. I am. And that is the truth. You can believe that. No you c


Part TwoDust resonates from the plush purple chairs in the corner, where “artsy” people sit and drink lattes while they pretend to fiddle with their manual cameras. They sneer as girls with purses and badly died hair walk in, laughing. The “artists’” hair-jobs aren’t done all that well, and I resent them for being hypocritical. No, I resent them for being so flawed that they’re perfect.Part Two
“What are you staring at?”
Oh, right, I’m out with Adam: the confident one with the jeans that fit well and the hair that makes him irresistible.
“Oh, um…The chairs. They look comfortable.” I respond with a half-hearted smile. &
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All the best from the Brunei,
Anthony
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Anthony Asael
Founder of Art in All of Us
The World seen through the Eyes and Rhymes of the Children
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