Poets Dream

I knew.

Your crocodile tears tricked me and your peer’s. 
     Sweet little lies that always made me cry. Falling from your mouth like toxic waste.  
     I needed to escape. But I couldn’t. As I’m ashamed to say, I was addicted in a very wrong way. 
          Games i did not wanna play.  
You never fought fair, you never had a care. I was just one of the thousand you played.   
          I knew I shouldn’t have stayed. I knew I shouldn’t stay. I knew. I knew.