Don’t say you love me
if it isn’t true
or that you’re my friend
then stab me in the back

Don’t say you care
when your actions lie
and every word you speak
is only hollowly false

Don’t make nice to my face
then talk about me in whispers
or pretend for others
but I know the truth

Don’t waste my time with the petty
drama that takes up every day
I’m too strong for you
and I won’t live that way


We have all met them along the line
the ones who smile to our face
pretend to be friends and yet
mutter behind our backs

Those who try to seek out secrets
from you about you about others
so they can mutter them under their breath
gossipmonger that they are

One face in front another in back
never to be trusted always waiting to attack
twisting turning the words always churning
a cauldron of bubbling wickedness

They mutter what they truly think
when they think you can’t hear
or because they want you to just to try
and get a response

Insecure and filled with self loathing
transferring those feelings onto everyone else
they mutter because they can’t speak the truth
when into the mirror they look

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