One of us is a liar

One of us is caving timidly into a shoddy, reticent thing. One of us is getting high on the thumping adrenaline that this sage of hysteria is forcing into the atmosphere. One of us is lying, one of us is hiding behind a transient web of raging nerves because the truth has many layers and there are too many lies that both of us would rather keep within the four walls of this room.