You know what the sad thing is?
You were so good at deceiving
it seems you deceived yourself
into being somebody else
for a while anyway
You faked a connection with him
He spoke the other day 'bout
how real you made it seem
Oh I heard the hidden pain
At least that wasn't fake
Walking with you
felt like walking with
a second mother but ,
You faked friendship with me
When you left
I didn't feel anything
Neither did you , it seems
You had no problem
with switching tables
besides people
you said you loathed.
