I lie a lot of white lies, i do it without noticing. These days i try to correct myself as i do it. But it has been so much worse..

-Lies- 
I remember my first time when I was drunk;
J liked the guy we were at but only the brown haired friend liked J.
 E got J to go on a walk with the brown haired guy
and I spent some time outside waving bye.
But as I walked back in to the room I saw E and the blond guy kissing. 
I thought I should tell J but she didn't believe me and E denied it.
 The truth was irrelevant and I was a liar.  

Every time I went out drinking I lied to my parents.
I might have gotten caught but I still lied.
I doubt they would have let me go and I liked to
shield my image from them. 

I didn’t get that easily drunk and J could ask me to play a bit drunker
 so we would seem cool.
I learned that lying opens doors and makes a person interesting. 

I never knew the person we went to and just
a few of them knew me afterwards.
I was forgettable, uninteresting, and stranger
from the country side where nothing ever happened.
So I might have started dropping some white lies in my life to make it
 sound more interesting. I started changing myself and even lie to
 myself who I was.  

Sadly you easily get lost in your own lies,
It gets hard to tell apart who you actually where.

I used to spread white lies like pollen, you asked me what i was doing i said something totally different cos it sounded more interesting. So they wouldn’t get bored with me

Maybe i just like to please people?