Writing But No Writer

I am no writer. Nope. But I came up with this. I write but am no writer. Lol. But this was written when I was having the worst day of my life. Enjoy! P.s. it's not finished yet but this is what I have.

3 little words
How are you? Just 3 little words. 3 little words that pierce someone's heart with the realization that someone actually cares for them but it can also pierce their soul with the realization that they don't care and that they just say it because they can. How are you? Just 3 little words, you sit there debating the question does someone actually care about me or are they just saying it because they can? How are you? Do they really want to know or are they just saying it because they feel like actually talking to me? How are you, now your debating the question do I lie and say I'm good or do I tell them the truth about how I feel? How. Are. You. In your life it's never been we care about how you feel and your free to choose but instead we lie and act like we care about the people we actually hate, and as soon as you make one single mistake, your freedom is taken away immediately. Why? Is it because of fear?Or is it that they feel its the right thing to do? 

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  1. LalaJuly 17, 2014

    Always give an honest answer. Be sincere. They may be shocked or whatever but they ask, you answer. This holds them accountable each time they ask you and they will know that you are real and honest. Don't like tell your whole life story just be honest and they will in turn be honest with you. (It creates responsibility instead of reading the script.)

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