I see your sad face,
Turned towards the floor,
And I feel sorry for you,
Knowing you think it was me.
I smile and try to say ‘Hi’
But you turn and run.
Scared to see me?
Hatred bubbling through?
I don’t understand,
What I did to you.
Lies and deceit,
That’s fair.
I’m not the source.
I’m not the lie.
Fighting against shadows,
Isn’t fighting at all.