Not many but a few
could deceive like I do
(A mess but I always end up on top)
If what They say is true
I never control what I do,
It's up to Them to decide
In whom I may trust and confide.
(Give in and you'll see,
Just how good it can be)
Maybe it's better to fight it no more
"You're so drab, benign, you're a bore"
What could it be that will benefit I?
To live no more, to give in, and die?
©jp106gti
J