Contradiction

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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