Flowing words

Paradox

I'm a liar
For everything that I am
All that I've said is false
I have spoken truth of my lies
That false are my flaws
Yet you let yourself be deceived
By the only truth I can give

I'm burning
For being am
Inside is ashes and screaming
Smoke of black from the hellish red that is blazing
But how does your flames able to burned down mine
Slowly taking and suffocating
Until you are the only one on fire

I'm changing
I think I have always been
From being someone I wasn't
That's the constant
You being the variable
Controlled and maneuvered
Always in every breathing
But doesn't it flip everything
Always is closer to a constant
But my always is vary
Your's is steady

I'm a writer
In this one am I?
The you in here is not some
The you that I'm writing to
Is me that is not supposed to be
The reader that can't read
Unable to perceived
Cause it has been deceived
Burned down to crisps
And varying steady

Here is the beginning of the end
It's messy to comprehend
But it's shallow when you try to drain the water
Sweet grapes can turn into alcoholic bitter