To betray and hurt
Lies are all that they are,
Lies waiting to happen.
They say one thing,
Then you find it's another.
They say there your friends,
Behind your back are lies.
Lies, cheating and bitching.
He says he loves you,
Or at least knows why.
Why he fell in love with you.
When all they seem are lies.
One day he loves you.
The next day he's gone.
How can one turn one feelings,
On and off, on and off?
How can you pretend,
Pretend someone elses heart
Is something to play with.
To betray and to hurt.
How can anyone hurt someone else.
It is something I have done.
Something I shouldn't have done.
Besure of your feelings
Before it is too late.
Cindy Richmond
29 November 1999