Pretender

You plead with drops of crocodile tears
whimpers of fake sobs and sighs
deception clouds your eyes
but they are blind

You hid it well
that I can say
but no thicker fog can conceal the light of day
you can never deceive my knowing eyes of you

Comfort you, they shall
give you anything at your whim
but I'll always be in the background
watching, knowing, patiently waiting
til karma comes for your dues

You spoiled little brat!

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Sorry bout this guys...just letting out what I feel right now...its sort of impromptu so its not that good...criticisms/comments are very much appreciated