The manipulator

This sickening secret is too much to take
Every time I'm around him, I am acting fake.
You've lied and cheated, and unfairly involved me
But this situation has really enabled me to see
What a manipulator you really are
Drinking, flirting with strange men at the bar,
Claiming to be 'committed' to your one and only love
But here I see your real side, and enough is enough.
I'm sick of all the mind games you are always playing
And now i don't believe a single word you're saying.
No more, I gave you a chance to be true
And no longer am I covering for you.
So how do you feel, breaking his innocent heart
But at least he is better off, while you two are apart.

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ZanyPlebeian
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It seemed like a poorly done rant to me. Drop the rhyme and always think super-hard before calling comeone a bitch in a poem (or anywhere)...it's very, very juvenile.

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xanthan gum
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i agree that the rhymes seem forced. some problem rhythm places:

Every time I'm around him, I am acting fake.


every time i'm around him, I'm acting a fake?

i don't know. perhaps i'm too passive.

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hekategirl
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This is a pretty good poem, but alot of the rhymes seemed forced to me, and at the end where you say:

So how do you feel, breaking his innocent heart
But at least he is better off, while you two are apart.


:? I'm confused, when I read this poem I think you are talking about a man who is the "Manipulator" but then you say the above, and I'm not sure anymore...so that left me really confused.

This poem is so-so, but with a little work on the flow, and the rhyme, it good be really good! Keep at it!



“Such nonsense!" declared Dr Greysteel. "Whoever heard of cats doing anything useful!" "Except for staring at one in a supercilious manner," said Strange. "That has a sort of moral usefulness, I suppose, in making one feel uncomfortable and encouraging sober reflection upon one's imperfections.”
— Susanna Clarke, Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell