Feeling edgy, slightly betrayed by supermodel tendencies and robotic sought out hellos.

A poem about deceitful people.

The reality of love and pain; loving touch could be deceiving and sorrowful.

There are no excuses for incidents.

You cannot stop somebody losing faith.

A deceitful Roses.

As we grow old, we become disillusioned with life and we wear masks to hide how we truly feel and learn how to deceive.

This poem is about a relationship I had that I was too blinded by my feelings. I made the mistake of getting with the wrong person. I asked for them back even though they didn’t deserve my love.