Wrote Today on Another Post

Mostly lies
I couldn't read anything in those eyes
And believed the sweet serenade of empty words

Mostly lies
A stranger would have been more kind
Than to let me dream what would never be

Mostly lies
No windows in those souless eyes
Only a game enjoyed by one
Stalking prey without a thought

Mostly lies
I told myself in order
to survive
You never cared for me at all
A stranger would have been more kind