Used

You smile, you promise, you flatter
You tell a secret to gain confidence,
But behind the facade is a lie,
and a bitter truth that tears and rends.

You used me, of that I'm sure.
I may be quiet, but I have eyes;
You are not the only one who can read a soul
who can see the truth behind the lies.

I am here to prove you wrong,
to show that I am not one to be abused.
You shall regret your words and ignorance
I shall rise above being used.