the choices you made
you said, were for me
the lies you told
were good for me
the pain you caused
was to love me
all your truths spoke themselves
sweet on outside, wicked within
smile on the face, trickster you've been
red roses, charmed evening, sunset drives
only they were nothing,
and now only my sorrow thrives
you laughed when you knew you had caged me inside
you were a pixel feather,
looking real,
but only a pretty lie!
©miresahil
M