The Person Poem by Fahad Siddiqui

I met a person
he was all balls and flesh
I should have enquired
as to why
am I in this mess?
but answers never came
and we are left to be tamed
for all the hate
there was a bait set
that was laid to rest
in my chest
they steal your gift
and they are swift
they leave you nothing but despair
your not the type that would take the bull by its horns
but you dare
so what are you left with
may I enquire?
you have come to terms with a liar.