Two of you

I cannot listen to anything

I am happy

I am ignorant,

 

I listen to the lies

that spill so beautifully

Out of those delightful lips,

 

It’s an orchestrated duet

there is not one

But two of you,

 

On and on and on

You pile your pack of lies

The both of you,

 

Oh how I trusted you

The both of you,

After all this time.

 

 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s