Blinded? A veil of hate and jealously? Bullshit. I'm seeing quite clearly Your a good actor I'll give you that But my life's not your stage and I'm sick of your act I'm not your puppet Don't manipulate me My strings have been cut now I'm going to be free Don't fuck with my mind Don't fuck with my head Get out of my life and get out of my bed I'm seeing the truth now and i'm seeing red I was foolish to fall, for your charming ways, trapped in the twisted games that you play Not blinded by haze, or trapped in your maze, I'm living without Your "loving" these days.
Reason for writing:
A friend/lover that constantly manipulated me and lied to me and I got in a huge fight and I wrote this to tell him he had lost my trust completely..
Birth sign: Virgo
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