BE AWARE OF THE MANIPULATOR; HE IS ALWAYS AROUND.  IT CAN COME FROM BEING SPOILED, DOING WHATEVER HE WANTS, ESPECIALLY, WHEN YOU ARE DOWN.
BE AWARE OF THE MANIPULATOR; HE KNOWS HOW TO GET HIS WAY.  HE KNOWS HOW TO TALK HIS WAY OUT, OF WHATEVER YOU HAVE TO SAY.
BE AWARE OF THE MANIPULATOR, WHEN HE SPEAKS, IT WILL BE NOTHING NEW.  JUST NOTICE HIS BODY MOVEMENTS, WHEN HE TALKS TO YOU.
BE AWARE OF THE MANIPULATOR, HE WORKS HARD TO CHANGE YOUR MIND.  IT CAN BE MORNING, NOON OR NIGHT, OR IT CAN BE ANYTIME.
BY, AUTHOR & POET, SANDRA JUANITA NAILING

i always find myself
laying my heart out to
the people who love stomping
on my heart for the pure fun of
watching blood pour out

but it wasn't always this way
it all started when my dad started
promising me security to constantly
watch him walk out the door
but every time that promise was
proposed, I always accepted it
even when I knew it was a **** lie
hopeful little me, how adorable

manipulation, that's what it is
finding reasons to get rid of me
i guess i do that too
but when it's consistently happening
to you with every new friendship
or relationship?
you find clarity and warmth
in the words
"i won't be leaving anytime soon"
and it becomes a twisted cycle
of just
constant
manipulation
the manipulated becomes the manipulator

when your newest begins the manipulation
tactic that you were taught at the age
of 5 when your dad said
"I'll be right back" and doesn't for days
that's when you're all ears to your newest victim who says
"it's so nice to find someone like you"
i wish you didn't say that
ever

Photography,
Photo journalistic,
Everyday, realistic.

Commercial, architecture, landscape, artistic,
Industrial, fashion, ethnographic, pornographic.

Big Brother, fallace, stealer of souls, vouyer.
News seller, instant gratifier, man pleaser, woman abuser.

Barthes, Sontag, Cindy Sherman,
Virginia Woolf, Warhol. Weegie, Francesca Woodman,
Leibovitz, Adams, Arbus, Tina Modotti,
Nan, Evans, Hoffer and even the Paparazzi.

Cheap *****, digital manipulator, image poser,
Center fold, coupons, Jackie O and Marilyn Monroe.
Where did they go:

Lifeless paper product, painter's picture mess,
C-type, digital archival,
Sepia, black and white, hard drive retrival.

Image addict,
Image taker,
Image maker,
image seller,
image buyer.

Newspaper, magazine, graphics and ads,
TV, dreams, even the trash.

Billboards, subways, phones and buses:

Utopia:
Surreal, crop, stretched and air brushes.

Modern ideal.
Surface manipulator.
Brain conditioner.
Consent manufacturer.

Oh Photography,
I got you in my eye.
A few thousand dollars,
A BFA, A critical scholar.

Or maybe a nerd,
Just boys with toys.
Telephoto genitals, with motor drive action.
Studio lights, umbrella traction.

Oh Photography,
You proprietor of obscene.
Detailed, de-sensitized.
Court ordered, jury analyzed.

Click, image, copy, edit, paste, print or post.
Myfacespace, twitter, flicker,
An internet media overdose.

Pry, spy, your friend's friend's acquaintances.
Parties, picnics, reunions and shows.
Visits, vacation, style, shoes and clothes.


Pics, photos, images, jpegs and giffs.
Snap shot, portrait, panoramic, Kodak kiss.

Exacerbate:
Divorce, break-ups, jealousy, envy, love and fears.
Devour and captivate society for years.

Slaves to Western and Capitalist desires,
Destruction of Earth with psychological, monetary empires.

did you think i'd cry
really
i'm the
Master Manipulator
did you think i'd care at all
did you think i meant a word i said
did you,
do you still,

i'll only ******* up
it's all a game to me

Why am I the only one who notices the insincerity,
As if I am the only one who sees clarity,
He/She is a lie.

Master manipulator has the blind thinking they see,
It is not their fault they are easily deceived,
For me I know not to trust just my eye.

Fake smiles and wild guile,
The audacity truely amazes me,
A smudged window of clear opacity.

Your always playing the victim or guilt tripping me.
With eyes wide open, tell me what you see.......
The dark green forest falls quiet in the blackest night.
With a fresh, bleak snow hiding a monster out of my sight.

Down the path and out through the thistles
Escaping "it's" lungs pierce the night sky like a whistle.
Suffocating with fear, now I know that I'm done
Before the battle begins, "it" thinks the battle won.

I'm in shock on the ground and can't move not one little bit.
My head in my hands, falling down, not wanting to quit.
"It's" eyes are my death and "It's" thoughts are of pain
The storm clouds approaching, but it's not going to rain.

The distance between us nearly closes right in
Now, the true test is here, terror right under the skin.
"It's" voice is demonic and sounds of my demise.
Just the sight of "it" and I start praying for a painless goodbye.

I run and I run, but no chance, I will make it
So stygian now that I'm bleeding, falling into a steep pit.
Pitch-black of all hollows, reaching for the next mental wall.
My legs are all bruised up and wrist broken from the fall.

My screams are like razors that cut through the air
As I jump like a rabbit and out where it is clear.
The insects are buzzing to warn me to stop soon.
A symphony of the night just humming it's' tune.

And here is where I left you, as I stand toe to toe.
I told you before I just want you to go.
You have no goodness inside, just a monster, you've made.
The battle within your own mind will, again, be replayed.

As you turn and walk away, I wipe away a fresh teardrop
You've hurt me all that I can allow and now you must stop.
Master manipulator and thief, you've stolen my heart.
You showed me I was strong that day , now I can have a fresh start.

Master Manipulator
Parading around with all his strings
Trying to control
Persuade  
Use her to carry out his way of things
Why does everything always
have to be on his terms
Why does she even listen to  
all his mean and careless words
She is a real person
not just a puppet for his life
Now on to him and his ways
She finally sees the real him and understands
and is why she now carries scissors
in her hand :)

I stand before you promising to lead you.
To fight crime.
To make education my prime goal.
To cut taxes.
To keep big government out of our lives.
To fight Washington D.C bureaucracy.

But all you're hearing is words of an American manipulator.
But we buy it.
Some of us strives upon these critters.

When in fact government constantly has grown.
Nothing forever stays small.
Except, the adult little peoples.

Look around those roads you see in growth has came through efforts of big government.
Crime, we can push numbers loud and proud except it has constantly grew.
We know it.
We see it.
Politicians, just twist the numbers.

And every political force that hit Washington D.C has been brain washed into joining the crowd.
What new breed has changed anything?

When you're surrounded by vultures ready to bounce and attacked.

Cutting taxes, oh that's the unwritten tools.
Say it.
And instantly, you have support of certain blind fools.
But taxes will forever rule.
Think of the one thing the manipulator of words uses to make us fall in line.

Yes, war!!
And security of our nation.
We don't complain.
Cause many know why?
We afraid to be seen in a negative light.

So ALL politicians hides behind lies.
Go through every decade of Americas existence and you'll see various times.

I hope you know I trusted you.
That I told you things I couldn't trust my own mother with.
That i bared my soul to you because I felt like no one else understood but you.
How wrong was I....
It may be low to do some of the things I've done, but I'll admit I've done them and own up to it.
But to put up a front and a pretense of friendship just to get information to someone trying to hurt me...
saying you wanted to wait till later to tell me how much of a ***** i was?
That's just an excuse for wanting to learn more about me to hurt me later.
If you had truly been my friend, you would have told me what was bothering you/
wow.
now that is low.

Everyone calls me a hurtful, deceitful manipulator.
The problem is, it's really hard to fix a problem with roots unknown to your own mind.
I don't understand what I'm doing wrong. And everyone else is too ******* and vengeful to help me understand.
So fine.
Manipulate me in return for my unrecognized "manipulation".
It doesn't count if it's revenge, does it?

He was smooth but not understanding
He was charming but not loyal
He was beautiful but a manipulator    
I knew this would come to and end
I knew I was a fool
He was secure but brought my insecurity
He was strong inside but not loving
He was my first but never mine