Seeing you with her is a poison.
The bitterly grotesque mouthful
Stings my mouth and I can't swallow it.
Everything about her is toxic,
And your gullible puppy-like
Innocence is burnt by her
Acidic lies.
I'm the only one who sees it.
They think it's ok,
For her to break his heart,
To lie,
To giggle and deceitfully play
The innocent.
She flicks her hair in ways I can't,
Bats her luscious lashes
As though she's experienced
At entrancing them.
The worst part is i cant compare.
Working till I'm raw,
Whereas for her it's natural.
I don't have the courage,
The confidence,
The pride,
And now I'm left behind.
