The Tell Tale

by Adelaine

It was Monday then,
I remember I met you.
I felt easy back then,
When I tried to befriend you.
I asked you your name.
You answered back,
And said life was a game...
...Just turned away as if you had such fame.

That made me angry.
I made sure I was naughty.
Little I did know,
You were much more than haughty.

You said you were pretty,
With zig-zags,
They were petty,
You said to me,
And to those who were with me.

A minute we listened.
We thought to make your heart lighten,
Yet all we heard were lies.
One's unfit for your own eyes.

After then we despised you,
We called you no friend.
Yet never did we hate you,
We were bewildered dew.

After that we never talked.
It's like we've never walked.
Still now we remember.
All those tales since September.
We'll forever recognize you,
As The Teller of a Tale,
The one with dreamy lies...