The stench of hypocrisy is so strong, Everything about you feels wrong…
Why do I feel like you are hidden behind a thousand masks…..your motive doesn’t feel right.
Your words too good to be true …. i cant connect..Everything you say seems to be a lie.
I wonder how you pretend so well..justifying the errors you make…
You Always centralize your feelings..forcing it to be the one to be applicable..
Everyone else can be wrong..but you always want to be the Mr.Perfect ..no matter what it takes…
You tend to draw out the worse from with me…for I can sense your pretence…your lies..your deception
You use the term love as the curtain behind which your true identity resides…
And I have seen it..I feel it…I!know you are predator out to kill.
SIMAYA
Unrefined Poetry 