Falling From a Height

This will be honest, I hope. Anonymity allows me to be honest, but it also allows me to lie. I can tell the truth, because no one knows me, but if a lie is easier to bear, I can do that equally well. And I’m not talking about lying to you; it’s more a lie of self preservation. If I can pretend something well enough to fool all those eyes I think are watching me, then it might as well be true. If I can walk with enough purpose, and with my head held high enough, then no one need ever know that I’m just a lost girl playing dress up. 

It doesn’t matter, of course. However dishonest I am, I always feel like I have to correct myself. Otherwise, I would just be everyone else. And the only thing that scares me more than being no one is being everyone.