I had a hunch when you walked in,
that you had an ulterior motive from the beginning.
I was an open book and you I trusted,
but you were taking notes and were lusted.
I gave it a chance more than thrice,
but you know what they say
that you should learn after so many times.
I had my fair share with the narcissists ,
but it was easy to realize as they didn’t resist.
No third person would ever get the hint,
but I knew that something was wrong behind the mist.
I didn’t shy away to confront,
but you always denied the facts as if I was nuts.
You claimed it was the friendship that you want ,
but your manipulation tainted the relation from the start.
You convinced me that you are there for me as a rock,
but whenever I hit rock-bottom,
Your walk did not follow your talk.
I am grateful that I listened to my intuition,
Which now feels like dodging a bullet by that decision.
Few days before we talked, while you were boasting,
but all I could think was
that you were a wolf in a sheep’s clothing.
2 thoughts on “A Wolf in a Sheep’s Clothing”
Remember…. a soft heart in this cruel world is rather a strength..not a weakness.
Weak are those people who hide behind a sweet face because they know that their real version is not acceptable by people like you.
Reading this poem of yours was a thrilling ride of reality.
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Thank you for your kind and loving words