you were supposed to care,
you said you did.
why say things you don't mean? when you mean things you don't say?
is it so easy to decieve me?
am I so clearly vulnerable to deceit it attaches itself to me like a parasite?
am I deceiving myself to live off this parasite?
and if it dies, will I?
will I become a shell of myself? who is not truly known,
attaching myself to the next liar.
opposites attract? or am I attracted to you because I deceive myself?
believing what you say to feed the parasite, because without it I would be alone.