Story time! Featuring my good friend,
You'll never be able to guess the end.
She weaves a tale, spins her lies,
Pulls your heartstrings when she cries.
Ask too many questions and like magic, *poof* she'll disappear,
Only to return when the smoke clears.
Smoke and mirrors, slight of hand,
Covers up with, "You wouldn't understand."
She talks in circles, not a point in sight,
Your head will spin deep into the night.
Blink and you'll miss it. Are you confused? Me too!
Thought she was my friend, but now I don't know what is true.
