Everything you told me was a lie.

How dare you scarifice the truth,

In the hopes of masking the real you.

The you I thought I knew isn’t true.

So who are you?

Who is this person that stands before me?

The lies you tell, run deep as roots

Strong, deep, thick, and saturated.

I want to know more, it’s a must.

Let’s uncover the real you and end this.

Do you dare?

Does your fear compel you to give in?

Let’s hope so.