The words of most, aren\'t worth a dime
You will see their true color, all in due time
Day after day, they change their face
Each day is different, like a new race
They will smile at you, and swear up and down
A better one than them, cannot be found
Through lies and vanity, they stand in their pride
For the facts of life, they will try to hide
When you find out, this is not your fate
I suggest you wake up, before its too late