• I will try to feel free
    Yet free I will, never be
    For the fact that you
    See right through
    Who I am pretending to be.

    But I know as well Your truth,
    You are entirely uncouth
    You act so kind,
    Yet you are quite unrefined
    And at one point for some reason,
    I loved you throughout your treason.

    What is it about me,
    That attracts the Ugly,
    In Mind Heart and Soul
    Do you take me for a fool?
    Every venture with you, a new Discovery
    Of my shattered heart in need of Recovery.

    Our escapades have kept me leery
    And your incessant lies have left me weary.
    I pray to God that maybe one day,
    You will right your wrongs, and find your way.
    But the beast of yours that I did unearth
    Though now dead swore to rebirth.

    And it worries me, that I cannot hide
    Nor find someone in whom I may confide,
    The secret of your Monster within.
    It is hiding just beneath the skin.