Yet never let the world laugh at him?
How he could be a terror to those he despised
Yet desired those who I thought deciphered him.
True I hated him but when my best friend helped hinder
My hatred to happy hangouts and joy
Because she saw in him a sight which I still haven't seen
Or even think I've gleaned but I trusted her glimpse
And I thought for a moment I understood him
And I thought for a moment we were friends in arms
And when he showed the same scorn to those I despised
I thought for a moment I'd deciphered him
And I'd laugh along because I thought I was a part
Of his scheme, an accomplice rather than adversary
And I'd laugh along because I thought they deserved it
And that I was doing karma's work through the guise of friendship
Because all in all who'd rather be a stranger to a savage
Than a helping hand hidden behind the leash
Last night I fought with him on the phone and felt the scorn of so long ago
That I'd almost forgotten, because of a little thing I did that I didn't even know
Would piss him off or anybody and he said I'd gone too far
And I found out that the curious specimen that I thought he was
Was the way he saw me all along
A deviant, a devil, a thing to be drowned with kindness
And then stabbed while delirious
A hog
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