A Con-artist

You said we'll talk
haven't heard from you since
you said you've changed
i'm not the one you have to convince.

Reborn, like a new man,
cut out of stone, every single bone,
to be perfect for others
while crumbling in pieces 
con without doubt
compared to masterpieces.

It doesn't matter
how far you'll go
'cause for you
there is no low.

Think of me
every hour of every day
desperate for answers
of why you didn't stay.