Ramblings of an Unarticulated Youth

Who are you?

Have we met?

Oh I guess I should've recognized you

From the lying 

And looked right past you 

From the shallow

Exterior you put on 

You play the victim

Everyday you lie

To me, to yourself, to everyone 

You play pretend 

But that's what you do best, isn't it?

You lie.

You even pretend to understand 

And play the victim of serious situations

That you created.

You were never the victim of that person. 

You were never the loving girlfriend

You were never my best friend

And you are definitely not the victim of me.

Everything that happened

Was justified by how you made me feel

Every day we were together.

You lied to me, constantly

You twisted my perspective 

You made me feel sorry for you

You made me feel trapped in my own relationship

You made me trust you. 

And what did you do?

Everyday you put up a mask for the whole world to see

But that's what you're good at, right?

Always the little actress

You would never admit that you lied

It took me a lot of thinking 

To see through you

You never cared about me

Don't even say that

Don't even admit to a mutual friend that you still love me

Because you don't

If you did

You wouldn't have treated me like that. 

So don't get upset 

Because I sought out comfort in someone else

Comfort that you didn't provide.

Comfort from you

Comfort away from you

So I could pretend I wasn't 

The piece of gum 

You chewed up

And spit out