Fallacious Identity

I’m left with internal bleeding I didn’t quite comprehend What it was that I truly needed An unwavering loyalty And deemed it necessary To be appraised as royalty But what did you presume this is An escort service Because you seem to be Kind of nervous Whenever I come around You countenance turns To an upside-down smile What did I ever do To make you succumb To the assumption That I was dumb For not seeing the signs Of your persistent misrepresentation Meanwhile your intentions Have been camouflaged It appears my awareness Was foreshadowed, but it doesn’t matter Counterfeit? I’m left asking Will I survive this Because I decided to take a risk Of being enamored with a con-man I should have turned The other way and ran To a safer refuge Your identity was A major issue I could not distinguish What was ever authentic