You called me beautiful
But was it all lies?
Did you think it a joke
As you stared into my eyes?
Did you weave those tales
So that I could be easily led,
Without a heartbeat of struggle;
Not knowing the despair I would be in?
You said that you would love me:
Forever and ever more.
That was the first and last lie-
In fact any word, that I’ll ever fall for.