Doubt.

is when someone made you lose your trust on them.
after which wild assumptions derives.
after which small matters become big for no reason.
i hate it.

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masked with perfection,
blinded lies and suspicion.
unearthed was one fraction,
wondering if there's anymore revelation.

it feels so good it hurts sometimes,
doing it as though it is a favourite pastime.
and when it all is about time,
cause I'm conveying it through rhyme.

witness my reaction,
after what has happened.
does the fear of my action,
prevents you of more revelation?

yet and again,
you proved something much of a gain.
revealing the honest truth despite having to face the pain,
its an attempt not vain.

im feeling the doubt,
of this and that.
my judgments is on cloud,
cause of little things and some brats.

prove to me there's no second,
im not giving you a good time i reckon.
hoping for you to think on your own,
to make you more independent.

think about it,
those words were said.
dont take too long,
you got too much to think for.

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