Mind Games

Manipulation pursues us all.
It pries so deep, we’re unaware.
Catching the voices,
We refuse to admit are there.
I thought I hid well.
Were my walls not strong?
Confrontation turned around,
And still I end up in the wrong.
How do you steal,
And twist my words,
Avoiding the blame,
Or any possible fault of yours?
Impressive I guess,
To the liars,
the con artists,
and psychopaths.
They hunt their prey,
And zero in,
With tactics so cunning.
Let the mind games begin.


That Girl

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