Deceitful Ways

The dividing line between truth and trust, lays in the middle of two roads, eventually I chose, shaping my own mold, I often walk the line of one and chalk the line of the other. Damn this corrupted pen for letting my feelings get the best of me again. I have to bite the bullet once more to make amends. Becareful to all who get sucked through the lips of seduction, when in the end it was just for pretend. And this is why 35,000 kids die every night. It is easy for people to give in, some already have let the trek begin, selfish needs, find your own, be a human being and don't hinder forth you loss of 3 years on me. A new found prophet, yes my dad was at best, A dead thought was me left by everyone, so I come to contest