Oluko George - HYPOcrite

When I want you
to hold me,
you always pretend and
take my hand,
It is my heart that need your hand
and not my hand that need your hand

When I say I love you,
with a faint voice,
you say you love me,
In within your heart,
there is unexplained truth
that only reveals itself in your eyes.
Happy and sad within,
you are always on my side.

When it comes to time,
It will always stand by me,
It will always push you to yourself
It will always reveal the true you
It is time,
that will make you shout
and say 'I don't LOVE you! '
Is it normal,
to answer - to pretend,
that you love ME?

Oluko George

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