Apples are liars.

Their outside appearances can be so smooth, so shiny, drawing your eyes to it. Then, when you bite into it, it's all brown and rotten, and you want to reject it in disgust.

Humans are liars too.

Our outside appearances can seem perfect- appealing, even. But on the inside, we really want to cry. We may have love in our hearts, but a storm in our souls. That person you thought you knew is dying on the inside.

Did you know that?

Probably not.

Did you know that girl is me?

Of course not.

I didn't want you to know. I didn't want you to know i was dying on the inside, that the cuts on my wrist didn't come from the dog. I don't even have a dog. In fact, I am allergic to them!

Why would I want you to know that I am going crazy? Because that's how I feel- crazy.

I am not okay.

I am tired of living.

I suppose humans and apples are alike.

Only most people would probably prefer the apple over someonne like me.

I know I would.