master of disguise

so I was stuck and the homie (Jihaaad) hooked me up wiith a dope opening line. this is what I've got so far

You're not alone, but it's hard to tell; because everyone else hides so well.

The constant confusion caused by the spell under which you fell understandably became your wishing well.

Through the yells from his cell, you were the ring to his bell- though he put you through hell, and left you a bitter, brittle shell

of yourself.

You remained.

Ignoring the bed creeks as from your side he crept

You self-consoled until the morning wept

with you

And convinced yourself you knew with whom you slept

and didn't mind

Despite the fact that he returned, unkempt

You 'fought the good fight' and kept your head limp

Denying yourself of time better spent

cus you thought you couldn't find

someone better

sheknows.com
And because you believe that without you he'd unravel

You stare out the window as he walks through the gravel

Headed out to what you know is not business travel

And go down to your kitchen to pop 12 too many advil

face dripping wetter than even you're used to

cus you've realized

That despite proclamations and self-conceived notions

Through heartbreak and headace and overwhelming emotion

Of the so-called necessity of your promotion

Of self-sacrifice and unyeilding devotion

To someone who's never been true

That the only one who doesn't see it is you

Hidden from no one but yourself:

you're a master of disguise

(to be continued?)

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