The little liar in her wants to say something sad. But nothing came out of her because she’s not sure she was feeling sad.
The little liar in her wants to sing a song about anger, rage, and fury. But she’s afraid that will hurt someone. Someday, she cannot undo the damage she’s caused.
The little liar in her wants to tell the truth for herself, but everything was confusing because of an uncomfortable feeling lingering in her head.
But lately, why did the little liar keep telling the truth and nothing but the truth?
If she were telling the truth, why has she been calling herself the little liar?