Smiles forced.
Laughter is a disturbance.
Hands crossed.
Glances are cold.
People who loved you once,
Don’t care anymore.
Perhaps they pretended;
All this time,
While you showed them your bare heart.
Naked;
Now you are left vulnerable,
Scared of commitment and promises.
Enemies stab you from front,
But friends stab you from behind.
Promises are never kept, I told.
To the fools who believed in giving words.
Perhaps I was the fool.
But I was being fooled, more than once.
©Whiskey&Lemon
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