Michael: No Angel
he says he is my trues friend
and yet
i don't believe him
he has been there
but not for me
he only ask many questions
over the years
i tried to hear the words
he has said to me
and i give pause
you don't look ok
are you alright?
what happened?
did you tell anyone?
and i give pause
was he a fake
did he fake it
was he giving information
to the singing celebrity demons
he says he knows
i wrote the lyrics
and he says his
family knows people
who knows people
it's almost as if he wanted
me to suspect him
almost as if he wanted
me to know something
but this can't be
true
is it true
could the person i told
all my secrets to
be a criminal
a con man
who for over 20 yrs
only pretended to like me
so he could see me
alone and in pain
so that the singing
beautifully ugly
could keep on with
there stage play of my life
i need to know the true (truth)
i have to know the true (truth)
how could he
how could he
did he...
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2017
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