Sometimes I confuse myself with the same. Why do I have to follow you. When we had never met. What can I lie to you, but I choose to speak the truth to you.
Sometimes I am confused with my own body. That's why I need to keep track of you. So now that we've never met. I could be lying, anything you have but I would choose to speak the truth to you.
Sometimes I'm confused with my own, that's why I like you will be required to keep track of when we don't ever see you again I will be able to lie, but I choose what you will speak the truth to you