I remember
the first thing you said about me
and though I wasn't supposed
to hear - I did, and I know
that it was everything but kind...
I still haven't forgotten
how you made me feel.
You began telling lies too soon
for me to distinguish the difference
between being friends, and
being your accomplice -
and though I know better now,
the damage is already done.
I see you with the people
that you care about - and I can see
our interaction is different.
You seem to actually enjoy their company
And I notice, the only time you notice
me is when they're not around...
I will simply warn you that
you're only making an ass of yourself
by playing this game of make believe -
I've been used before- and in the end
it's always the liar who takes the fall...
and boy, you look like a murderer -
using me as your weapon, killing time.
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