How Many Faces Have You?

How Many Faces Have You?

How many faces have you?

Sly, horrible, a liar.

I hate you, and that’s a strong word.

You wear deceit like a second skin,

each layer more deceptive than the last.

Behind every grin, a dagger;

behind every promise, a trap.

Your eyes, twin voids of falsehood,

reflect nothing but your own deceit.

Each word you utter, a poisoned arrow,

aimed at the heart of trust.

I see through your masquerade,

the shifting masks you wear.

No facade can hide the rot within,

the corruption that defines you.

Your laughter, a relentless clamor of malice,

echoes in the chambers of the gullible.

But I am no longer your fool,

no longer ensnared by your charm.

I stand resolute, unyielding,

against your tide of lies.

For I have found my truth,

and it is a fortress you cannot breach.