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
Copyright © Amber Moultry-Harrison | Year Posted 2019
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