Taking The False For The True Poem by Saniya Galeyeva

Taking the false for the true,
I feel like a paper bird…
You do not trust me, do you?
Is it your right or my fault?
I`m waiting for your shot…
What is your hue? Are you blue?
Shall I drink this stellar dew?
Shall I leave or take a pew?
I shall decide it myself.
I will not give you the clue.
It`s my distrust from your shelf.
So am I still in your breath?
You have made my cold heart melt.
My mail address ends with 'ru'…
We are not false, we are true…