court jester

you would always lie to me

through your teeth

between sharp smiles and heavy breaths 

calls id rather forget 

in a desperate way to impress me like you've done to others a hundred times

sheep the lot of them

it never worked

god knows it only made me resent you more

like a poor magician you'd continue your cheap tricks

praying that i couldn't see through

my memory wasn't the best at times

but with you i sharpened it like a knife 

so i could feel my words stab you 

i wonder if you can find someone stupid enough to feed into your delusions

to love you like a moron

to say sweet nothings like youve asked me to do before

i hope you try to find me in everyone you meet

i pray their affections make you seek for my indifference