by Trinity Rayne
You are like a sweet smelling rose with thorns so prickly You look healthy on the outside but inside you are sickly You acted nice in public to people but in private you changed your tune quickly People believe you over me that's why what you do is sly and slickly You have two faces you wear one evil and one good The things you have said and done I once misunderstood How you've acted in public and private I used to not be able to separate fact from fiction You are a walking contradiction I wanted to know why you accepted others but couldn't love me without condition Your words spoke differently from your actions that never went through transition You're this person trying to be sane but secretly has an affliction You are a talking contradiction You built me up then tore me down and I didn't understand I fed you then you went and bit my hand You've hurt me but yet it's helped me to heal more and more I've loved and hated you with equal measure never realizing it before Even my own feelings are a confusing contradiction They are valid and I must learn to feel them without restriction In a way I'm like you but I don't want to be what you are I have come a long way from where I was but yet I feel like I'm still so far I have come to the conclusion you're not nice like you try to seem I woke up from a nightmare that tried to be a pleasant dream I've reached this awful conviction There's friction between me and a walking, talking contradiction
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