Double Faces
With every passing day,
you boastfully tell yourself
I got him beat.
Well keep telling your two faces that,
because someone has to believe you.
Then you keep asking yourself
why I won't talk or look at your faces,
well it's because all your faces
always have that same sneaky motive.
Also talking to you
is like me talking to a mirror
and its a waste of all my time.
So you need to back off
and respect my space,
cause I'm about to stir this pot
that's boiling over.
But if you get too close,
you might get burned.
And if you get burned,
oh well it's your own fault.
Just remember,
I told you so.
Copyright © Mark Gravett | Year Posted 2014
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