You know what you are
And now so do I
Known near and far
To cheat and to lie
You prowl like a thief
Then deny the blame
It's my heart felt belief
You live for this game
You've ruined yourself
And tried to ruin me
Now you're left on the shelf
And always will be
No-one will touch you
Not with a barge pole
It's the things that you do
You've dug your own hole
The things that you've done
Is what's caused your ruin
Out of time you have run
You knew what you were doing
You'll never confess
I do truly believe
That you made your own mess
Because you deceive
You'll never admit
So we'll never agree
You dug your own pit
So stop blaming me
(C) varey 2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
enough is enough. sounds like you have reached that plateau at last. a good read