Decieved
I was deceived by the devil
He came dressed as a sheep in wolves clothing
Very bipolar, hot and cold, cold and hot
Just no good, though I would try to see the good
I was deceived by the devil
I tried my best and did my best
But the devil wanted to be babied
I didn’t birth the devil, so I wasn’t going to mother him
He took advantage of my love
Walked all over it
Never appreciated it
I was deceived by the devil
His words and his actions never measured up
He was a big talker
But his moves were limited
Such a manipulator
Always wanted things his way
Never paid for anything, didn’t work for anything
Always wanted things to be given to him
I was deceived my the devil
I never cheated, one of the lies he told
He was the biggest whore ever
Loved attention from women
One was never enough
Never had anything to offer anyone
Just take, take, take
I was deceived by the devil
You could see his horns when he would get mad
Mad from things that happened in his past
So jealous and insecure
Those weren’t my problems
They were his
Blaming everyone for what is wrong with him
Not looking in the mirror at himself
There comes a time when you have to let go, and move on
But he held on to all of it
Taking it out on me
I was deceived by the devil
With his pretty brown eyes, and nice smile
Not so cute though, ha ha
The devil moved on, to torture another poor soul
But may God have mercy on his soul
Copyright © Prisita Dwyer | Year Posted 2013
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