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Deceitful mind games
Not naming names
Playing with emotion
Is the worst way to devotion
Secret identities
Friends turned to enemies
Quite whispers
Cold stares
Regrettable laughing
People who do not care
Misdirected rage
A gilled cage
A mask for all my rage
I will remain the doll
With many faces
Moving around and changing places
Who am I now?
Can you see me?
Can you really ever see me?