Promises Promises
You’ve fallen from grace
you put me back in my place
when the honesty
you promised me
blew up in my face.
The doubt and mistrust
gave way to disgust
as you threw on your jacket
and ran for the bus.
If I chased after you
what good would it do?
I’d compromise
your endless lies
for just a taste of truth!
But your sense of honor’s cold
from all the lies you’ve told
and I just don’t see
sincerity
this pattern’s gettin’ old.
I now slump to the lawn
there’s no sense in goin’ on
you seem to fight
all the rights
that in your eyes are “wrong.”
If it’s over anyhow
why bother with your vow? -
to be
one of integrity
means nothing to me now.
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