A Show
© by Susan G. C.
July 27, 2016 at 9 am
I wished to have your last name
But you thought it's just a game
Mem’ries we’ve had with Enrico
Only there’s no more tomorrow
Stepping my right foot, just you follow
You pulled back my left in a hollow
Things I did only a waste
For it’s you who pushed me away
Now, you came back with lies and tales
Saying three words meant only for your lips
Waiting for an answer buried in grave
Trying to make me believe yet I’m pissed
You were dressed in white long time ago
Now you’re black with a mask you can’t let go
Where now the old you, I don't know
Honesty and love only a show.
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