CAMELOT FANTASIES

Shot through the heart
Stabbed in the back
Fooling myself
I've been under attack
Those closest committed the worst crime
Being told I'm loved
Time after time
A cold chill running up and down
My spine
Shocking facts were always mine
Just wasn't looking
Confused beliefs that my
Friendships true
Mine was
Yours wasn't
Mourned what I believed
A part of me relieved
My gut has been feeling the betrayal
I dismissed it

You keep calling it a game
That you are true with me
Games played
Facts I see

I was the game

~Divine