I tilt my head up ever so slightly Not wishing to see what is before me A smiling face Deep wrinkles Short, dirty, white hair Oh no I imitate a smile What could she possibly want I wonder She takes me into her office Small talk About a friend I humor her Where is this really going I wonder She tells me Sliding it into a line of words as if not to arouse suspicion Too late I already knew Betrayal In those few sentences I know exactly what she wants me to do I hate her To betray one of my own To bring proof of a dark secret in this happy world of nothingness The bell rings Saved I smile again, then get up, and leave Only one thought on my mind Die I wouldn't betray a friend for the world So don't Even Think About asking
BlackRose169 · Tue Oct 02, 2007 @ 11:05am · 4 Comments |