Like I wasn’t even there
You were saying words
That I couldn’t hear
I thought I knew you better
I guess it wasn’t so
The only things I saw
Were what you put on show
A veil of deception
A cloak of desperation
A mask of dishonesty
A shroud of aberration
A disingenuous act
That took me by surprise
A nefarious performance
That was well disguised
You looked through me
To see the other side
Like I wasn’t even there
A memory brushed aside
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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