Illusion and Charm
Angelina Wickman

Illusion and charm are your weapons,
for their nothing but a front.
The real you is hidden far beneath,
and only comes out when the doors have closed.

All you care about is your image,
I gave you everything I had in me.
You got the best of me,
and left nothing but a shell of who I was.

Its taken so long to feel okay again,
its been six months but it feels like a century.
I let you in and let you have my soul,
oh how i am paying that mistakes price.

I see you across the room,
laughing with some pretty girl.
I thought it would still be painful,
but all I feel is pity for the girl with you.