Pretentious people
they leave a bitter taste in my mouth
Forever competing
Always waiting in the wings
making what you do seem small
changing what you view as the truth
into uncertainty
winning over hearts with wallets
always pretending to be better
with their fake smiles
superficial gestures
and blatant lies
they feel they rule your world
Nothing you do feels good enough
Belittling your heartfelt goodness
they con their way into the lives
of those you love
playing their little games
laced with jealousy and hatred
with their wagging tongues
and greedy eyes
they take something beautiful
and turn it into filth
Jealousy an evil drug
To be pretentious is weak in my eyes
To do good deeds born from motive
I despise
But know this now
I will not give up what is mine
My love, my hope, my peace of mind
For in my heart true love shines
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