She's Not Who She Sys She Is Poem by james chaplin

She’s not who she says she is
Her face pretty as a picture
But her soul black as hell
A crooked smile and a voice of an angel
Yet her actions are undefined
She acts like she cares
But inside she hates us all
Her ego as big as a castle
She acts like the boss of everyone
Yet she does it in an elegant manor
Her aim is to get you into trouble
Even when it isn’t your fault
She says she loves you
But inside your nothing to her
Constantly seeking attention of other people
Inside she doesn’t want it
She does it for the fun of it
I can see through her
She’s not who she says she is!