Poem: “I Am Not Your Friend”

The signs were written but I feigned ignorance
Pretending to be dyslexic
Unable to read what was in front of me
Turning off my internal logic
And basking in the euphoria of you
“She likes me” I said internally
After months of hiding in a shell of my anxiety
I had stumbled across someone who gave me attention
Listening to my words and sentences
Like an English teacher ready to give high marks for a perfect essay
But I acted color blind, not reading the red flags
Not paying attention to your body language
Listening to your tone as you lied
Failing to catch your eye as you told half truths
But I thought maybe it was my overthinking
Maybe I was the one with bad intentions
The good guy trying to do good things
Maybe I’m the villain
and you’re writing these same words
About how you failed to see my flags
About how you failed to notice my behavior when others were around
Maybe I’m the bad guy in your story
The wolf in sheep’s clothing
Silently watching and waiting
For the perfect time
To eat you alive when you let your guard down