Blind

Finally the day has come,
Now that your colours are revealed,
My eyes are now open,
Your ways no more concealed.

I can see back in the past,
And all the things I would do,
You were only ever happy,
When things were all about you.

You are a scheming little temptress,
Which I was one of the cogs,
I think you had love for others,
Namely all of your precious dogs.

If we say words against you,
That isn't a part of your plan,
You get angry then you yell some,
To protect your new found man.

One day I hope he sees you,
The way I look at you now,
And reveals what we've all known,
You're a selfish rotten cow.