front row's seat to the fool's masquerade. courtesy of a pretentious lad who made me love him while he wore that mirage of ""i-care-for-you-so-much-because-you're my bestest-friend" mirage of false characters. i got to give it to you, though. you get my standing ovation for your greatest performance of camouflage: faking yourself and making me love you for that. i hope you feel better: for the first time, i felt really stupid.
you're my very own "phantom of the opera:" the guised man with a half a mask plastered on his face. your true identity was nothing but an illusion you wanted me to like and believe. i can't believe myself for falling for that put on manteau. thanks for the make believe disguise. it really felt real while it lasted.
i'm blinded by what i use to think of you. listening to you last night, i can't even believe how much you have hidden from me. you slowly uncovered your locked lid lies. one by one, i am more turned off from you as i can ever be. my mind won’t believe you’ve put up such a blinding facade. and goD, i can't even fathom why i even let your false front sham me.
braise yourself for people with bluff aura. false front is randomly found anywhere...even from a guy you call your own " bestfriend." i hate that you're fake! that the man i used to be attracted is nothing but a fraud cloak concealing his own true self.
from now on, this is my note to myself: beware of a fool's masquerade, we're lured by people in masks.
posted by pinay freestyle @ 12:34 PM
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