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.