Oh the tangled web you weave around yourself. I can't believe the lies you tell. Do you not see how they will catch up with you, how already they are catching up with you. Your true colours are emerging. Soon everyone will see the ugliness as I did. What will you do then? What will you do when everyone who cared about you turns away in disgust. Will you remember all the lies that day? Will you regret them when you are left all alone with no one to listen to your sad stories anymore. You have pushed away everyone who knew me, now who are you left with? Only the one person who doesn't know you. A new person to spin your web around. But webs are not indestructible and soon even this new web will break and you'll have to start again, from scratch, finding new prey to entangle in your lies. It pains me that you lie to your children and friends. I feel so badly for the poor souls that are forced to have you in their lives. I wonder how your mother feels watching you now, seeing the person her son became, the hearts he broke, the lies, the theft the disregard for anyone but himself. Would she be proud? Or deeply disgusted in the thing you have become.
Will you think of that when you are all alone
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