What wondrous lies one may find
hidden behind loving smiles,
behind tall tales and charms and wiles
that, all in all, will rob you blind
of your silly heart, your foolish mind.
And then you’ll wonder how it was
so easy; was it just because
the life you live is so confined
that you believe in every kind
word that might be uttered or
sweet nothings make you so secure,
you leave yourself, your fate, consigned
to those who would be so inclined
to hurt, to scar, to disappear
without a trace? Now so we’re clear,
listen close, you weren’t designed
to be half-loved or left behind.
So steel yourself, you aren’t defined
by others that you lose or find.