Born To Be A Poet

Pretense

Pretense

You have the handsome look

The sweet talk

The good charm

Oh! you have everything that keeps me hooked to you

But underneath it all

You are nothing but the devil in disguise

You've played with my emotions

As if I'm a toy that don't have any feelings

Even after I poured out my heart and soul to you

You still took advantage of my love

And behind my back

You were creeping with other women

Probably telling them the same lies you told me

But what goes around comes back around

"You better believe it"

So continue being you

While I remove my self from the equation

For I refuse to be your next option

And I will not compete with those other women over you

Not at all

My standards are way too high

Therefore;

Get the fuck out of my life.