LIAR LIAR

When I start writing I make this unconscious decision of being true to myself and my keypad. I want to write what I think is right and not what can be digested easily. Suddenly I appreciate how difficult it is to write an autobiography. I always thought of it as an exciting experience but opening yourself to the world may require a lot of courage. Everyone has secrets and mostly not so nice ones and hence being just to the book and yourself at the same time may get to you. Coming back to what I was saying, I too want to write what my heart dictates but it is too personal today and keeping it under wraps is what i intend to do. Just as I decide to keep a certain part of me out of the horizon today I cant think of anything else to write. My head is full of it, just it and my stupid brain refuses to yield. I wish I could scream it out because that is what my head is doing right now but alas a part of my brain also asks me to shut up and suffer. The only good part about this piece today is I am not lying to myself and neither to my keypad. Yes I am worried but I am no liar!