Everybody Lies, Betrays, and Dies

Okay. I ought to rephrase my title.

'He' lies, betrays and I'm kidding about 'dies'.

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You' are as fickle as the weather.

'She' may not be all that wrong.

I'm lost.

Confused.

Confused by all these lies.

Hurt by all these betrayals.

I'm done with them.

I'm done thinking.

I'm done believing.

I'm done bleeding.

I'm done.

p/s: I guess I'll never really know the real 'you'.