Disillusioned Personality Poem by Antonio Williams

how I wished it to be true,
how I spent every minute;
every second of my life for you
how I thot you were perfect
how stupid was I?
when I let you in my heart,
in my brain...
and you like a virus,
corrupted and twisted my personality.
oh, how I didn't know
when we looked in the eye,
and it felt I could die,
oh how stupid was I?
what was your charm?
the image I chose to look,
and testify in a book?
forever till the end?
oh, how stupid was I?
but now I know,
that looks do deceive
you are not who you seemed.