Sometimes ,
being too nice causes trouble .
At the moment ,
I smile , you smile too
drinking , chatting , laughing
until we look at each other's eye
I know , I know that is a lie .
You're liar .
you broke my heart .
you lied to me , wtf .
said something bad behind me
I acting like nooby
pretended didnt know everything
I hate that feeling .
feels like fuckinq suck
I wonder how come you
treat me like this ?
why ? for what ?
ok bitch , I'll not interrupt your's
' performances '
keep talking shit behind me
and I wont care because
I wont trust you anymore !
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