Deceitful Soul

He wears a mask of charm and deceit, A wolf in sheep's clothing, a heart that's beat, By hatred and lies, a toxic breed, A man who despises women, in every creed. He can't sustain a healthy bond, For his own demons, he can't beyond, He's trapped in a web of his own design, A labyrinth of deceit, a wicked mind. His words are laced with venom and guile, A silver tongue that cuts like a vile, He weaves a tapestry of false intent, A master of manipulation, a wicked bent. He's a chameleon, a shape-shifter too, A master of disguise, a heart that's untrue, He'll say what you want to hear, to get ahead, But behind closed doors, a different tale is spread. He's a user, a taker, a heart of stone, A man who hates women, and makes them atone, For his own failures, his own shortcomings too, He'll shift the blame, and make them feel blue. But we see you, with eyes that are wide, We see the lies, the hatred, the disguise, We won't be fooled, we won't be swayed, For we know the truth, and it won't be delayed. So here's a warning, to all who can see, Beware of the wolf, in sheep's clothing, you'll be, For he'll devour your heart, and your soul too, And leave you with nothing, but a heart that's blue.