Believing

He knows that
You never knew me... you only knew what you wanted to know and never knew what was underneath it all.
You convinced me I was something I was not while encouraging me towards something that was empty and deceitful.

Deceit- what a beautiful word- so enticing and alluring. Why do we have the power to embark this?

Stop acting like you know me, because letting you in got me nowhere-
got you nowhere.
Got us lost.

Only He knows us...

Winding allure- like shimmering diamonds in mud.
Tainted diamonds- false treasures...

      lies
to
          only
believe             what you wanted to.

I am me.
As if I even know who I am...
How can you know me if I surely don't?

He does listen. He will.
He has.
I believe.