Don’t ever trust her!
She’s using you.
And when she’s done-
All you’ll have is bite marks and pain.
She’s a cobra on the inside.
She keeps her friends too close.
If they ever find out what she really is,
She figures it out and pounces at them.
Bite mark after bite mark.
Venom stuns the bodies of victims past.
Some say she mimics the emotions of others;
To find out how to bring them in.
But never fall for this.
For you will be just another meal.

I dread the historic day.
The day when the tables turn,
And we are side by side.
But no words will be said.
No feelings will be felt or shown.
There is a new glass between us.
It is something that changes you.
I needed you to help me with my war,
To help me with what was going to happen.
To control the beat.
But no.
A war broke out between us and both sides are fighting.
But neither yell.
Neither hit.
We do nothing but wait.
Wait for the historic day.