i can't run away from the detective within

i am the best interrogator of myself. i know when i lie, i know when i'm honest. i don't even have to write things down or say it cause even before i did, my feelings already knows everything and i don't have a sweet escape from it. maybe people say i'm the greatest liar or subtlest con artist but certainly not to myself. i am a bad liar. and if there's a person i want to bitch slap, she is me. cause i know what i'm thinking and no matter how much i deny facts and feelings, they insist like mushrooms in my head. they seem to be inescapable. 

i am a prisoner of my own deceits and how i wish to free myself from it, even in thoughts.