Your lies,
Your lies boy,
Were just so convincing.

That’s why,
I’m here,
Untrusting.

I’m not sure,
Any more,
Of who to trust.

Talking to someone,
Is like,
Stepping on ice.

Unsure whether,
It will break,
And take me down to the depths.

Or stay,
As it is,
And make me happy.

No regret,
No pain,
Is in my heart.

Only,
Lack of trust,
And love.