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It's all a lie,

Everything I am.

The looks, the smile, all of it

Is designed to make you believe.

I'm not a sweet, shy girl;

Or that smart, witty person you met.

Really I'm not.

I'm not the woman you fell in love with

Or even your soul mate.

It was all an act.

I'm not pretty or flirty;

I'm not nice in the least.

It was all a lie.

Don't trust me

You'll just ruin yourself.

I can't help what I do,

I don't even know why I do it;

But believe me when I say

It's not the truth.

I'm just a lie.

All of me, all I've said,

Everything.

Nothing about me is real.

A lie at the core.

Hate me, despise me

But know that it wasn't true

My feelings or even yours.

You didn't know me.

You loved a fictional person.

Someone made up in my mind

To hide the real me.

This is the truth,

Who I really am;

A bitch,

A consumer of those who trust me;

A disbeliever of myself

And what I could never be.

I'm a whore who has nothing more to live for.

And so I sell myself

Or the image you want to see.

In turn I spend my life lying.

I'm a devious bitch that ruins lives

I'm a liar

I'm a fake



I'm alone.