Wolf

Somedays

you'd look at me with the stars in your eyes,

and I'd be guilted by the beauty.

Somedays I'd feel nothing at all.

Most days

I'd hear your concerns,

and push them aside.

Most days they didn't make sense at all.

These days

I can't trust a word you say,

you're a mirror after all.

Every day

I know you're really just like them,

with a better outfit of lies.

Everyday I feel us drifting apart, because you lied.