An Innocent Act
"Excuse me, miss, we need information about last night."
oh, you mean the murder.
of course people don't seem to understand
My innocent act is just a façade
but nothing is ever the same.
I loved him, and he didn't love me back.
so thus, I had to kill him.
there's still blood on the knife
And blood on my hands.
but your dumb and clueless,
and can't see that I did it.
all you seem to care is
"Your cute and innocent, thanks for the information."
all you see is that I am innocent.
But never assume,
that my naive, innocence act is who i really am.
It's an act
but I didn't tell.
of course I can't tell.
I am not innocent anymore.
It's only an act
including to myself.