I know the real you

When you are trying to hide , my dear? I can see through you No matter how lovely words you say But do nothing to prove it though You hide behind your imperfections Like a bet you want to lose. You close your eyelids , hide you eyes and talk of Living life so fully while Burrying under influence of booze . . . . . Faking your every emotion While you talk of being a saint Call your self a poet but But every thing seems a faint While your lonelyness in the poems and sleep with a cloud over your bed Trying to avoid boredom It's all a game for you my dear But i know how it's played...💕